I Get Uncertain, Promise I'll Be Perfect From Now On
Ahh, I'm in class. And bored. And not wanting to practice film shots. Especially what is NOT an over the shoulder, because I watched Alias for 80 bajillion years and that show was the master of over the shoulders and you DO NOT see the other persons face in the shot. Pffft.
My wrist is really fucked up from rugby last Thursday. I don't know if I wrote about it before but it's really fuckin' painful. I can't turn it that well and can't even contemplate lifting something heavy. I could barely change the syrups last night at work because those boxes weigh a ton and when I tried to do a push up yesterday, it collapsed under my body weight. Not cool.
Back 15 minutes later from doing shots, I blow at the character dolly/pull-back reversal. The Campbell gene pool isn't exactly known for its steady hands. Sad. Whatevs, I'm pretty much in this class for a taste of scriptwriting anyway. I gave up on the whole "I wanna be a director!" dream awhile ago because writing pretty much pwns telling people what to do. And sometimes you can do the whole dual writer/director thing in the indie film world anyway.
Worked last night. 6-10. Pretty good. Wasn't busy in the least, and I was with Shannon in concession, who's very nice and polite and one of my preferred people to close with on a weeknight. Lisa was in Yogen and invited me to a sex party. I asked her to elaborate. Apparently some woman comes over with a whole bunch of "toys" and such and you pass them around and discuss them and then there is the option to buy them anonymously later on. I said I'll contemplate it. Can you imagine me at something like that? I'd probably be a giggle-fitting mess the entire time. We'll see how things pan out though. Oh, and Carly (Walker) is back from California. She sounds like she had fun. Said it was a lot of rugby though. We're scheduled to work together in concession for the first time in approximately 43.7 years. I'm pumped. I also only work 3 shifts over Spring Break. I was mighty excited. I work Floor 6-11 Friday, Concession 4-12:30 (bitch shift to the max) Saturday and Concession 11-6 Sunday. Not too bad.
I worked my first legit floor shift (and by legit I mean weekend) on Saturday. We had to deal with some crazy lady who could not handle the fact that we wouldn't let her kids into 10,000 B.C. if she and her husband weren't in it with them. It was intense. Fuck, I actually have nothing to do. The one day I forget my normal headphones is the day we do jack all. Oh well. I can still go on Youtube and watch TnS videos. I don't need sound to appreciate Tee Tee. I sound like a stalker...
My wrist is really fucked up from rugby last Thursday. I don't know if I wrote about it before but it's really fuckin' painful. I can't turn it that well and can't even contemplate lifting something heavy. I could barely change the syrups last night at work because those boxes weigh a ton and when I tried to do a push up yesterday, it collapsed under my body weight. Not cool.
Back 15 minutes later from doing shots, I blow at the character dolly/pull-back reversal. The Campbell gene pool isn't exactly known for its steady hands. Sad. Whatevs, I'm pretty much in this class for a taste of scriptwriting anyway. I gave up on the whole "I wanna be a director!" dream awhile ago because writing pretty much pwns telling people what to do. And sometimes you can do the whole dual writer/director thing in the indie film world anyway.
Worked last night. 6-10. Pretty good. Wasn't busy in the least, and I was with Shannon in concession, who's very nice and polite and one of my preferred people to close with on a weeknight. Lisa was in Yogen and invited me to a sex party. I asked her to elaborate. Apparently some woman comes over with a whole bunch of "toys" and such and you pass them around and discuss them and then there is the option to buy them anonymously later on. I said I'll contemplate it. Can you imagine me at something like that? I'd probably be a giggle-fitting mess the entire time. We'll see how things pan out though. Oh, and Carly (Walker) is back from California. She sounds like she had fun. Said it was a lot of rugby though. We're scheduled to work together in concession for the first time in approximately 43.7 years. I'm pumped. I also only work 3 shifts over Spring Break. I was mighty excited. I work Floor 6-11 Friday, Concession 4-12:30 (bitch shift to the max) Saturday and Concession 11-6 Sunday. Not too bad.
I worked my first legit floor shift (and by legit I mean weekend) on Saturday. We had to deal with some crazy lady who could not handle the fact that we wouldn't let her kids into 10,000 B.C. if she and her husband weren't in it with them. It was intense. Fuck, I actually have nothing to do. The one day I forget my normal headphones is the day we do jack all. Oh well. I can still go on Youtube and watch TnS videos. I don't need sound to appreciate Tee Tee. I sound like a stalker...