Stuff.
This weekend was fairly uneventful, but nice. I can't really remember what I did Friday night, I think I just had a drink that Mike made and we chilled. Mike makes goooood drinks. Last night me, Mike and Zack went over to Wendy's and Candy's for drinks. But I'm not a big Jack Daniels fan, so I didn't do much drinking. Wendy told me that today they were going to see The Laramie Project, and that Fred Phelps was going to be there protesting. My mouth like, dropped. What the hell is that insane bastard doing in London, protesting a show? He really is insane. I hope he got stoned to death outside the theatre. I really wanted to go too, but I had to work.
Getting inside the building was fun, because I thought the other girl had keys and she thought I had keys. I just assumed she'd have them because she worked here yesterday also, and she forgot to take them. So we had to call staff members until we got the number of the guy in the flat upstairs to let us in. But it worked out. Tomorrow I gotta come back here after my internship to try and write my cinema paper. I really don't want to write it though. I'm so tired of writing papers. Blargh. The internet wasn't working for a while, so I wrote a story about a spring break experience for the travel writing contest.
Only 20 more minutes left of work. I have no idea what I'm doing tonight though. Probably nothing. Maybe reading the screenwriting book Zack gave me. He got a free copy at his internship and he already had a copy, so he gave it to me. The writer is kind of full of himself, but it's pretty interesting. I miss Final Draft. But I'm excited because Kat and Line and maybe some others are gonna call me Thursday night! Weeee!! That's gonna be so fun! *giggle*
Okay I gotta go lock up the building.
~originally posted from dreamyemmy
Getting inside the building was fun, because I thought the other girl had keys and she thought I had keys. I just assumed she'd have them because she worked here yesterday also, and she forgot to take them. So we had to call staff members until we got the number of the guy in the flat upstairs to let us in. But it worked out. Tomorrow I gotta come back here after my internship to try and write my cinema paper. I really don't want to write it though. I'm so tired of writing papers. Blargh. The internet wasn't working for a while, so I wrote a story about a spring break experience for the travel writing contest.
Only 20 more minutes left of work. I have no idea what I'm doing tonight though. Probably nothing. Maybe reading the screenwriting book Zack gave me. He got a free copy at his internship and he already had a copy, so he gave it to me. The writer is kind of full of himself, but it's pretty interesting. I miss Final Draft. But I'm excited because Kat and Line and maybe some others are gonna call me Thursday night! Weeee!! That's gonna be so fun! *giggle*
Okay I gotta go lock up the building.
~originally posted from dreamyemmy