shoot - jasper/bailey
Oh my god I had such trauma yesterday. Okay, so first off, I got no fucking sleep because we were up until like 7 movie-concepting again (we watched Catfish, which, as a documentary was interesting but I just felt like there was so much WASTED POTENTIAL THERE, fuck, so we played my game of "you think this sucks? WHAT WOULD YOU DO DIFFERENTLY, THEN". It is one of my favorite games.) and then, AND THEN! The city thought it'd be totally kosher to send guys to cut branches at like, fucking 8:00. Really? Really. And then I have to get up at 2 for a shoot. I get up at 1 because I don't even know, I just wake up. So I piddle around with my video that was being a complete bitch for DAYS. I had to re-export it three times FOR ONE FUCKING FRAME. ARE YOU JOKING. I'm sure nobody would have even noticed it but *I* noticed it so I had to fix it. I let it run as I showered and got ready to leave. Then it occurred to me to check my battery, just to be safe. AND YEAH, TURNS OUT THAT NONE OF MY THREE BATTERIES WERE CHARGED. LISS, THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR THIS SHIT! I could not even believe I didn't think to check earlier. But since I have three, I kind of always take for granted that I'll have battery power - when I was shooting movie stills I was always so on top of my batteries, there was an organized cycle and I don't even know what the hell happened with that. But anyway, so then I FREAK. Throw one on the charger and hope 10-15 minutes will be enough and that it won't die on the shoot.
I had to go do those head shots, right. Downtown. NBD, I got directions. Except it was to the wrong place and I didn't know the area well enough to get to where I needed to be, and the guy wasn't answering his phone. So I called Jason, who was super fucking nice and helpful, like always. Except then the guy called me back, so I took it, he told me to get on 5th and I tried but somehow I ended up back on the fucking HIGHWAY. I called Jason back in HYSTERICS, because I am already late and I just talked to the guy so he thinks I'm turning on 5th right NOW and I can't find an exit and oh my god. How does this... how does this even happen. I am HORRIBLE with driving, you guys, I swear to god I follow directions to the letter and I always end up totally fucked, I have no idea how it happens but ever since I started, you know, getting out of the house, it has become my #1 downfall in life. I FINALLY find the place, and then I'm tasked with finding parking which lsjkdfhljhka. God. And I'm continuing to freak out because the reason they called me is because they didn't like the head shots they got done at a studio. I mean, the pressure - I JUST started doing this and I'm summoned to be better than whoever did them first? I had a panic attack. I found a parking garage across the street, punched in, and Jason was like, "Okay, tell me where you parked and I'll remember for you so you don't have to worry about it." Seriously you guys, I would go nuts without him, I am not nearly adult enough.
I found the kid's family, I was half an hour late which is horribly unprofessional and I felt bad and I'd feel bad even if they weren't paying me but they were which made it worse and I can't even, okay. I can't even. I am hoping they like the photos enough to put up with that shit. That's kind of my goal in life, actually - to be so good at things that people choose to take me WITH my shit as opposed to finding some mediocre talent with no shit at all. Like, YES she's a neurotic perfectionist who is late and a control freak but we put up with it because look what she turns out. I want that someday. Anyway. Shoot went fine, kid KIND of lost focus and then when I was shooting his cousin, he was like, throwing shit at her. Which... IDK how I'm supposed to shoot a flinching girl and make her look nice, but.
My battery didn't die, but my left eye watered like fuck pretty much the entire time and I have no idea why my left eye waters when I shoot but it's getting really annoying lol. I sat in traffic on the way home but I sort of zoned so it didn't matter. Jason texted to see if I found my way home alright because I was so frazzled. I said yes, and asked him if he wanted to come and play Nintendo - I had some random-ass urge to play Donkey Kong - lol. So he did and you guys, he brought me a bottle of Vanillacuddy in celebration of my first paying job. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ He remembered how much I freaked out over it when we all went for bingo last week. So we made like a million push-up martinis while we played DK and Mario Party. We ordered a pizza and spilled all over my kitchen and started watching The Big Bang Theory. Not sure how I feel about it yet but I wanted to keep watching more so maybe that's good? I love the intelligence and the dialogue but the characters themselves irritate me. lol does that even make sense. IDK. ahhh lkjsaflkj.
I had to go do those head shots, right. Downtown. NBD, I got directions. Except it was to the wrong place and I didn't know the area well enough to get to where I needed to be, and the guy wasn't answering his phone. So I called Jason, who was super fucking nice and helpful, like always. Except then the guy called me back, so I took it, he told me to get on 5th and I tried but somehow I ended up back on the fucking HIGHWAY. I called Jason back in HYSTERICS, because I am already late and I just talked to the guy so he thinks I'm turning on 5th right NOW and I can't find an exit and oh my god. How does this... how does this even happen. I am HORRIBLE with driving, you guys, I swear to god I follow directions to the letter and I always end up totally fucked, I have no idea how it happens but ever since I started, you know, getting out of the house, it has become my #1 downfall in life. I FINALLY find the place, and then I'm tasked with finding parking which lsjkdfhljhka. God. And I'm continuing to freak out because the reason they called me is because they didn't like the head shots they got done at a studio. I mean, the pressure - I JUST started doing this and I'm summoned to be better than whoever did them first? I had a panic attack. I found a parking garage across the street, punched in, and Jason was like, "Okay, tell me where you parked and I'll remember for you so you don't have to worry about it." Seriously you guys, I would go nuts without him, I am not nearly adult enough.
I found the kid's family, I was half an hour late which is horribly unprofessional and I felt bad and I'd feel bad even if they weren't paying me but they were which made it worse and I can't even, okay. I can't even. I am hoping they like the photos enough to put up with that shit. That's kind of my goal in life, actually - to be so good at things that people choose to take me WITH my shit as opposed to finding some mediocre talent with no shit at all. Like, YES she's a neurotic perfectionist who is late and a control freak but we put up with it because look what she turns out. I want that someday. Anyway. Shoot went fine, kid KIND of lost focus and then when I was shooting his cousin, he was like, throwing shit at her. Which... IDK how I'm supposed to shoot a flinching girl and make her look nice, but.
My battery didn't die, but my left eye watered like fuck pretty much the entire time and I have no idea why my left eye waters when I shoot but it's getting really annoying lol. I sat in traffic on the way home but I sort of zoned so it didn't matter. Jason texted to see if I found my way home alright because I was so frazzled. I said yes, and asked him if he wanted to come and play Nintendo - I had some random-ass urge to play Donkey Kong - lol. So he did and you guys, he brought me a bottle of Vanillacuddy in celebration of my first paying job. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ He remembered how much I freaked out over it when we all went for bingo last week. So we made like a million push-up martinis while we played DK and Mario Party. We ordered a pizza and spilled all over my kitchen and started watching The Big Bang Theory. Not sure how I feel about it yet but I wanted to keep watching more so maybe that's good? I love the intelligence and the dialogue but the characters themselves irritate me. lol does that even make sense. IDK. ahhh lkjsaflkj.