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So despite this terribly worrisome sore throat, I feel like I should talk about the good things that happened this weekend. There was a lot more to it than semi-consensual sex, and I had a lot of fun.
Friday I had to head out pretty early, around 9:45. I had to walk to the bank and cash a couple checks so that I could even go anywhere. From there, I walked to the train station and took the 10:30 down to the City. The train got held up for a little while, then I had to stop at Rite Aid, but I got into Brooklyn around 1:15.
I met up with Eric, and we grabbed falafels before heading back to his place. After we hung out for a bit, we still had a few hours before the first showing of Poultrygeist, and he asked if I wanted to go bowling. Somehow I just never realized that there was anyplace to bowl in the City, but I thought it sounded like fun. The place we went to was pretty awesome. It was more like a bar with lanes. The whole place was 21+. I'm terrible at bowling, but I did a little better than usual. I even got a strike or two.
After bowling, it was too late to catch the 7:30 movie, so we decided to grab food. There's a great Thai place in Williamsburg called Sea that's super-cheap. Well, it's not like 3-dollar meal cheap, but we both had big meals, and the bill was less than 20 bucks. I was shocked, because it's ridiculously hip and trendy looking. I guess it's supposed to be sort of ironic or kitschy or something with the decor, and they blast techno. When we got there, we had to take a number and wait for a table. I totally forgot he'd said it was cheap. The food was delicious, too.
After dinner, we headed off to the theater. It was still early when we got into Manhattan, so we grabbed a drink at the Beauty Bar first. I really do need to go for the ten-dollar manicure and drink deal sometime. From there, we headed off to Village East.
The theater was packed. There wasn't enough room for everyone in the lobby, and the crowd spilled out on to the street. While we waited, I ran into a guy I'd hooked up with at a Troma party a while back, maybe two years ago. He worked for Troma, and he was a nice guy, but I got the feeling he had a girlfriend. Friday he was super-friendly, though, and asked for my number saying he wanted to hang out sometime. He looked pretty spiffy, but he still had some of the dorky charm that I thought was so cute before. He didn't ask me if I wanted to make out by the dumpster this time, though.
When we got inside, I ran into some people I knew, Merry,--yup, I'm pretty sure it's spelled that way--the convention table folks, Maria.... It was hard, because I've got this terrible dirty secret complex, and I guess I do a lot of things alone, so it's hard for me to properly do introductions and whatnot.
When we got into the movie, I was surprised to run into Zac. He hated the rough cut, so I didn't expect him to bother to pay to see the finished version. I got a few copies of Frankensluts, so that was pretty awesome. I promised to try my best to get one to Lloyd, but I never make any promises about what I can do during a night where I'm drinking.
The movie was actually pretty good. It wasn't my favorite, but I liked it. After a little discussion and some direction-getting, Eric and I split a cab to Fontana's with Merry. The party was pretty awful. The place was packed with yuppies, and we didn't stay long. I did manage to get a DVD to Lloyd and chat with a few people...including Josh, who played Denny in the movie and seemed totally shocked that the movie wasn't a serious dramatic satire. When I went out for a cigarette, though, I ran into Purple Pam who was headed in the same direction I was, so I decided to hop on the train so I'd have someone to ride with.
I called Jen, and I was happy to find that she was up. She'd said I could crash, but she sort of flaked on plans to hang out, so I was really nervous that she wasn't going to be up when I needed to get there. I got directions, said goodbye to Eric and headed out.
Somehow I managed to get off at the wrong stop. Well, there were two stops on two trains that happened to be very different parts of the same street. When I asked the person at the window for directions, some big guy that had gotten off the train asked if I needed help. I told him I didn't, but when I called Jen for directions, I realized I did. The guy said he could drive me to where I needed to go, and after some hesitation, I gave Jen the model and plate number of his car and rode over. He turned out to be a nice guy. He said he had two daughters, and he just hoped someone would help them out if they were in the same situation.
So I made it to Jen's safe and sound. We hung out and talked about boys, drugs and Degrassi. Eventually it got pretty late, though, and I went to sleep so I could get two hours before I headed to the bus station. I got directions before hitting bed time, which I would forget soon after--right then left, or left then right?--but I made a good guess in the morning and got to the train on time without waking Jen.
The bus ride to PA was pretty uneventful, and I was too tired to even worry about shooting with strangers in the middle of nowhere. There turned out to be nothing to worry about, though. They were this cute, nice older British couple. We did four short scenes, and I was fed well. I just made it to the bus (and the bathroom on it), but I left satisfied. I was full, and I'd made a good amount of money for peeing my pants. Actually, they weren't even my pants, so it was a pretty great deal.
Yeah, this past weekend was pretty eventful.
Friday I had to head out pretty early, around 9:45. I had to walk to the bank and cash a couple checks so that I could even go anywhere. From there, I walked to the train station and took the 10:30 down to the City. The train got held up for a little while, then I had to stop at Rite Aid, but I got into Brooklyn around 1:15.
I met up with Eric, and we grabbed falafels before heading back to his place. After we hung out for a bit, we still had a few hours before the first showing of Poultrygeist, and he asked if I wanted to go bowling. Somehow I just never realized that there was anyplace to bowl in the City, but I thought it sounded like fun. The place we went to was pretty awesome. It was more like a bar with lanes. The whole place was 21+. I'm terrible at bowling, but I did a little better than usual. I even got a strike or two.
After bowling, it was too late to catch the 7:30 movie, so we decided to grab food. There's a great Thai place in Williamsburg called Sea that's super-cheap. Well, it's not like 3-dollar meal cheap, but we both had big meals, and the bill was less than 20 bucks. I was shocked, because it's ridiculously hip and trendy looking. I guess it's supposed to be sort of ironic or kitschy or something with the decor, and they blast techno. When we got there, we had to take a number and wait for a table. I totally forgot he'd said it was cheap. The food was delicious, too.
After dinner, we headed off to the theater. It was still early when we got into Manhattan, so we grabbed a drink at the Beauty Bar first. I really do need to go for the ten-dollar manicure and drink deal sometime. From there, we headed off to Village East.
The theater was packed. There wasn't enough room for everyone in the lobby, and the crowd spilled out on to the street. While we waited, I ran into a guy I'd hooked up with at a Troma party a while back, maybe two years ago. He worked for Troma, and he was a nice guy, but I got the feeling he had a girlfriend. Friday he was super-friendly, though, and asked for my number saying he wanted to hang out sometime. He looked pretty spiffy, but he still had some of the dorky charm that I thought was so cute before. He didn't ask me if I wanted to make out by the dumpster this time, though.
When we got inside, I ran into some people I knew, Merry,--yup, I'm pretty sure it's spelled that way--the convention table folks, Maria.... It was hard, because I've got this terrible dirty secret complex, and I guess I do a lot of things alone, so it's hard for me to properly do introductions and whatnot.
When we got into the movie, I was surprised to run into Zac. He hated the rough cut, so I didn't expect him to bother to pay to see the finished version. I got a few copies of Frankensluts, so that was pretty awesome. I promised to try my best to get one to Lloyd, but I never make any promises about what I can do during a night where I'm drinking.
The movie was actually pretty good. It wasn't my favorite, but I liked it. After a little discussion and some direction-getting, Eric and I split a cab to Fontana's with Merry. The party was pretty awful. The place was packed with yuppies, and we didn't stay long. I did manage to get a DVD to Lloyd and chat with a few people...including Josh, who played Denny in the movie and seemed totally shocked that the movie wasn't a serious dramatic satire. When I went out for a cigarette, though, I ran into Purple Pam who was headed in the same direction I was, so I decided to hop on the train so I'd have someone to ride with.
I called Jen, and I was happy to find that she was up. She'd said I could crash, but she sort of flaked on plans to hang out, so I was really nervous that she wasn't going to be up when I needed to get there. I got directions, said goodbye to Eric and headed out.
Somehow I managed to get off at the wrong stop. Well, there were two stops on two trains that happened to be very different parts of the same street. When I asked the person at the window for directions, some big guy that had gotten off the train asked if I needed help. I told him I didn't, but when I called Jen for directions, I realized I did. The guy said he could drive me to where I needed to go, and after some hesitation, I gave Jen the model and plate number of his car and rode over. He turned out to be a nice guy. He said he had two daughters, and he just hoped someone would help them out if they were in the same situation.
So I made it to Jen's safe and sound. We hung out and talked about boys, drugs and Degrassi. Eventually it got pretty late, though, and I went to sleep so I could get two hours before I headed to the bus station. I got directions before hitting bed time, which I would forget soon after--right then left, or left then right?--but I made a good guess in the morning and got to the train on time without waking Jen.
The bus ride to PA was pretty uneventful, and I was too tired to even worry about shooting with strangers in the middle of nowhere. There turned out to be nothing to worry about, though. They were this cute, nice older British couple. We did four short scenes, and I was fed well. I just made it to the bus (and the bathroom on it), but I left satisfied. I was full, and I'd made a good amount of money for peeing my pants. Actually, they weren't even my pants, so it was a pretty great deal.
Yeah, this past weekend was pretty eventful.