LET'S PLAY CATCH-UP.
Last Week (& a half)
Thursday → (so, two Thursdays ago. JFC, needs moar blog!tiem) Had a production meeting. It's for a short about an elderly man with dementia, written by three women who are so sweet and so much fun, they had us over to one of their apartments and had wine and cheese and crackers and we just talked about the script and took notes on what they need help with. It was them (well, one was out of town), another girl Sara, Peter, and myself. I get to start by making a ~directors book~, meaning clipping shots and screencaps from other films that they like and that demonstrate the kind of look we want for this short, and then arranging them in an aesthetically pleasing manner to show to producers and potential investors. The second she started talking about it I was like OMG, MINE. So it'll be fun to work on something new! And how cute, these meetings with cheese and wine and nice people!
Friday → Stayed over at Jason's, I had never been there before, it was really nice to get a change of scenery. He rewired his living room so that we could watch our shows on his big computer monitor. We went shopping and got snacks and caffeine, and then when we came back, we accidentally made out in this little area outside of his kitchen and then it got srs bsns and he carried me to the bedroom. When we came out, I loved the way our jeans were strewn about on the tile so I was like "OMG WHERE IS MY CAMERA". He got a huge light and it turned into this spontaneous photo shoot and I LOVE SHIT LIKE THAT, OKAY. WE HAD SO MUCH FUN
Then I got the email about Paula and promptly lost my shit. We went for caramel apple martinis to celebrate, and then came back here and put my website up. Not linking because it's still not done, but it was totally stressful and we were up late even though we had to be up early the next day. Balls.
Saturday → Went to a dance competition. I brought Jason since I can't go with Mette anymore since she's a coach and can't watch in the stands with me. It was nice having him there and it's nice having someone who appreciates dance and understands it. Being a tumbler (lol I typed tumblr), coaching gymnastics, and making Cirque's talent bank contribute to this. The girls placed, so they're going to State. Deanna's mom was there, I love her so much and she said she missed me a ton and I totally miss her too. We get along so well and I didn't realize until now how many genuine conversations her and I have had.
Sunday & Monday → ...were pretty much filled with me freaking out and trying on a million dresses to impress Paula Abdul (I love that this is even a legitimate sentence in my vocabulary). It paid off. So basically that and I got roped into buying a new ceramic hair straightener, I was worried at first but I already notice a difference in my hair so it was totally worth it. I came home and was packing and guess what I found? YEAH, my white sapphire necklace from Derek that I LOST EVEN BEFORE WE BROKE UP. I looked EVERYWHERE for that fucking thing because he kept asking if I liked it because I never wore it and it was like, "dude, no, it's legit pretty I just fucking lost it but I CAN'T TELL YOU THIS". ANYWAY, then we broke up and I stopped caring. So when I was looking for jewelry to pack for Paula, I FOUND IT LITERALLY JUST LAYING THERE AMONG THE REST OF MY JEWELRY. It was tangled in another necklace but STILL, I find it HARD to believe I NEVER FUCKING NOTICED IT THERE. It occurred to me that this was right about the time that we broke up so I checked my Derek tag and guess what - exact fucking day. I found it on the exact date that we broke up exactly a year ago. Freaked my FUCKING SHIT OUT.
Then Tues - Thurs happened, which I have already covered in great detail. Actually no, I didn't cover Wednesday night or anything - we took a cab to a comedy club two miles away, it was so much fun! We went to dinner at a place called Birds before that and had drinks and I was just so happy. We got super buzzed and ended up in some minor roleplay because I was like, "Pretend I was sitting here by myself and you wanted to hit on me - what would say/do?" and he was like, "Nothing, I wouldn't hit on you." and I was like, "UM, EXCUSE ME." and he said that he doesn't hit on anybody and he'd be too intimidated by me to even say anything. So I was like, "WELL PRETEND YOU WEREN'T." And then I was like, "No, it's okay - if you hit on me in a bar I'd probably come off a real bitch because well, that's what usually happens." So we played along (lol his ~line~ was something like "HI, I love cameras!" or "Who's your favorite singer? Mine is Paula Abdul." CHEATERRR) and I dished a fair bit of shit, as I do, and he was like, "You're right - you're a huge pain in the ass, I'm glad we met the way we did." lolll. We decided to walk back instead of taking a cab. ♥ It was gorgeous. We stopped to use an electrical box as a tripod to take long exposure shots of the palm trees. When it wasn't high enough, Jason found an empty ice cream cup on the ground and slid it under my lens and I love that for some reason. Because then it was perfect.
In and out of sleep all night, we wake up in perfect time to watch the sun rise. ♥
... and this is how it feels. ♥
this absolutely fucking killed me, you don't even know.
We went back and went to bed and I heard screaming and I thought it was just idiot drunken girls down on the street. When I looked down and saw no one, I was confused. "It sounds like they're in the hallway," Jason said. So we stepped out and again, no one. I was kind of freaked out because I HAD NO IDEA WHERE THIS SCREAMING WAS COMING FROM!... until it happened again, while we were IN the hall, and we realized it was just the room across from us having sex. lolllll @ the fact that I thought somebody was being murdered. And also lol @ the fact that it went through their bedroom wall to their door to the hallway, to our door to our bedroom wall. Loud bitch is LOUD. Also oh my god the room next to us, they were SO loud and yelling about their fathers lol, we called security three times. I'm not typically a party pooper like this - it makes me feel old - but seriously, it was THAT bad. We tried to eavesdrop on their conversations but we didn't catch much. "Yes you SHOULD dangle your legs out the window!" Jason yells with faux!enthusiasm. IDEK why but that killed me so fucking hard.
Friday & Saturday → I pretty much just locked myself in my room and photoshopped and blogged. I think I watched one movie at one point but I don't even remember and it's totally not relevant.
UGH I STILL HAVE THIS WHOLE WEEK TO WRITE ABOUT I AM TIRED I AM GOING TO BED.
Thursday → (so, two Thursdays ago. JFC, needs moar blog!tiem) Had a production meeting. It's for a short about an elderly man with dementia, written by three women who are so sweet and so much fun, they had us over to one of their apartments and had wine and cheese and crackers and we just talked about the script and took notes on what they need help with. It was them (well, one was out of town), another girl Sara, Peter, and myself. I get to start by making a ~directors book~, meaning clipping shots and screencaps from other films that they like and that demonstrate the kind of look we want for this short, and then arranging them in an aesthetically pleasing manner to show to producers and potential investors. The second she started talking about it I was like OMG, MINE. So it'll be fun to work on something new! And how cute, these meetings with cheese and wine and nice people!
Friday → Stayed over at Jason's, I had never been there before, it was really nice to get a change of scenery. He rewired his living room so that we could watch our shows on his big computer monitor. We went shopping and got snacks and caffeine, and then when we came back, we accidentally made out in this little area outside of his kitchen and then it got srs bsns and he carried me to the bedroom. When we came out, I loved the way our jeans were strewn about on the tile so I was like "OMG WHERE IS MY CAMERA". He got a huge light and it turned into this spontaneous photo shoot and I LOVE SHIT LIKE THAT, OKAY. WE HAD SO MUCH FUN
Then I got the email about Paula and promptly lost my shit. We went for caramel apple martinis to celebrate, and then came back here and put my website up. Not linking because it's still not done, but it was totally stressful and we were up late even though we had to be up early the next day. Balls.
Saturday → Went to a dance competition. I brought Jason since I can't go with Mette anymore since she's a coach and can't watch in the stands with me. It was nice having him there and it's nice having someone who appreciates dance and understands it. Being a tumbler (lol I typed tumblr), coaching gymnastics, and making Cirque's talent bank contribute to this. The girls placed, so they're going to State. Deanna's mom was there, I love her so much and she said she missed me a ton and I totally miss her too. We get along so well and I didn't realize until now how many genuine conversations her and I have had.
Sunday & Monday → ...were pretty much filled with me freaking out and trying on a million dresses to impress Paula Abdul (I love that this is even a legitimate sentence in my vocabulary). It paid off. So basically that and I got roped into buying a new ceramic hair straightener, I was worried at first but I already notice a difference in my hair so it was totally worth it. I came home and was packing and guess what I found? YEAH, my white sapphire necklace from Derek that I LOST EVEN BEFORE WE BROKE UP. I looked EVERYWHERE for that fucking thing because he kept asking if I liked it because I never wore it and it was like, "dude, no, it's legit pretty I just fucking lost it but I CAN'T TELL YOU THIS". ANYWAY, then we broke up and I stopped caring. So when I was looking for jewelry to pack for Paula, I FOUND IT LITERALLY JUST LAYING THERE AMONG THE REST OF MY JEWELRY. It was tangled in another necklace but STILL, I find it HARD to believe I NEVER FUCKING NOTICED IT THERE. It occurred to me that this was right about the time that we broke up so I checked my Derek tag and guess what - exact fucking day. I found it on the exact date that we broke up exactly a year ago. Freaked my FUCKING SHIT OUT.
Then Tues - Thurs happened, which I have already covered in great detail. Actually no, I didn't cover Wednesday night or anything - we took a cab to a comedy club two miles away, it was so much fun! We went to dinner at a place called Birds before that and had drinks and I was just so happy. We got super buzzed and ended up in some minor roleplay because I was like, "Pretend I was sitting here by myself and you wanted to hit on me - what would say/do?" and he was like, "Nothing, I wouldn't hit on you." and I was like, "UM, EXCUSE ME." and he said that he doesn't hit on anybody and he'd be too intimidated by me to even say anything. So I was like, "WELL PRETEND YOU WEREN'T." And then I was like, "No, it's okay - if you hit on me in a bar I'd probably come off a real bitch because well, that's what usually happens." So we played along (lol his ~line~ was something like "HI, I love cameras!" or "Who's your favorite singer? Mine is Paula Abdul." CHEATERRR) and I dished a fair bit of shit, as I do, and he was like, "You're right - you're a huge pain in the ass, I'm glad we met the way we did." lolll. We decided to walk back instead of taking a cab. ♥ It was gorgeous. We stopped to use an electrical box as a tripod to take long exposure shots of the palm trees. When it wasn't high enough, Jason found an empty ice cream cup on the ground and slid it under my lens and I love that for some reason. Because then it was perfect.
In and out of sleep all night, we wake up in perfect time to watch the sun rise. ♥
... and this is how it feels. ♥
this absolutely fucking killed me, you don't even know.
We went back and went to bed and I heard screaming and I thought it was just idiot drunken girls down on the street. When I looked down and saw no one, I was confused. "It sounds like they're in the hallway," Jason said. So we stepped out and again, no one. I was kind of freaked out because I HAD NO IDEA WHERE THIS SCREAMING WAS COMING FROM!... until it happened again, while we were IN the hall, and we realized it was just the room across from us having sex. lolllll @ the fact that I thought somebody was being murdered. And also lol @ the fact that it went through their bedroom wall to their door to the hallway, to our door to our bedroom wall. Loud bitch is LOUD. Also oh my god the room next to us, they were SO loud and yelling about their fathers lol, we called security three times. I'm not typically a party pooper like this - it makes me feel old - but seriously, it was THAT bad. We tried to eavesdrop on their conversations but we didn't catch much. "Yes you SHOULD dangle your legs out the window!" Jason yells with faux!enthusiasm. IDEK why but that killed me so fucking hard.
Friday & Saturday → I pretty much just locked myself in my room and photoshopped and blogged. I think I watched one movie at one point but I don't even remember and it's totally not relevant.
UGH I STILL HAVE THIS WHOLE WEEK TO WRITE ABOUT I AM TIRED I AM GOING TO BED.