So I'm in LA now. My day spent getting there was really fucking stressful - like, everything went wrong and was a huge pain in the ass (I wrote about it
here). Then I had to get up at like 6:30 the next morning to be on set right away and I've been there basically since and NEED MOAR SLEEP. I'll get used to it and normally being on set isn't a problem, I just think it's residual tired from ~traveling~ and generally sleeping like shit when I DO finally get time to sleep. I'll catch up on Sunday lol.
I've been doing stills every day, it can be hectic sometimes but I really do love it. And I love the atmosphere of a set, I love that I can like, just start stretching and no one takes issue, it's just normal to them. Production's stressful but it's also really loose and chill - they just care about different things, the things I care about too for the most part. And this show in particular is great because it's a bunch of gaming and internet nerds, everyone's smart and knows all the internet memes and stuff. I'm constantly hearing talk of trolling, "die in a fire", etc. Like lol even right now, this is the first set or job in general where I've felt totally comfortable and chill just being on livejournal. My first day I felt like a fish out of water but I've gotten comfortable with the crew and Wil Wheaton is super nice. I die a lot of the time when he talks because he reminds me so much of my friend Kiel lol. I texted and told him he had the same delivery and mannerisms as him and he was like, "I want that to be my epitaph." lol.
We're shooting in a fucking GORGEOUS LOFT, I WANT IT FOR MY OWN. It's fucking huge, with wood floors and brick walls, lots of art and open space. I was so sick yesterday, it sucked but I'm getting better now. Jason's coming out to visit next week between projects so that'll be really nice because I haven't even had time outside yet. Minus two nights ago, when we went to the beach after wrap - it was dark out, but we bought beers and chips and were going to just sit by the water and drink. Instead, we went to the end of the pier above the ocean and fucked around with long exposure shots. We met such a nice woman, Rachel - she rode up on her bike and asked us if we were art students. "No we're just fucking around lol". She had flashing lights hanging off of her yellow bike, with a huge black coat and black stilettos. We convinced her to ride her bike around our shots so we could get the lights. She was lovely.
I've fallen so behind on photos so I don't have any to show you, and I worry about leaking stills but I'll link to them when I can. I feel so fucking disorganized and feel like it's finally time to do a complete restructure of my social/internet presence. I think about it all the time and my head feels so cluttered about what to post where and when and how I want to establish myself as an individual artist who creates her own work instead of just a fangirl, you know? It doesn't help that I don't have a fandom right now, which is also fucking with my dome. I don't even know. I hope to check in often, but do follow my other
blog as well. And feel free to leave comments so I feel more obligated to update there lol. Because Livejournal... IDK... it's making me kind of nervous.