Finally, a long awaited update on life...
So I’ve been meaning to update my journal for…. I dunno, a while. But I’ve been busier than ever these past 3 weeks. Here is an update, probably with some venting (you know me).
First, I started back to work a little over 3 weeks ago. I’m Temping still (pays better than anything else I’ve tried, and I can make my own schedule). I’m working for AccountTemps. I’m in accounting … me … who hasn’t taken a math class since High School. Apparently if you can work at a computer and use a calculator, you can be an accountant. If you have a grasp on basic math skills, you’re an advanced accountant. Lucky me, I’m finally advanced!! I earn my extra $0.25 an hour! My current assignment is for Al Phillips the Cleaner. There is a surprising amount of accounting in the dry cleaning business, and this is my first full week here. I’ve actually been here for the last 2 weeks, but I kept getting sent home after 4 to 5 hours. Apparently I was too efficient… I also didn’t know that efficiency can be detrimental to employment … Go figure.
About the same time (actually, I think it was the same weekend I was hired) I got a call from my friend *Earl. He said a phrase which has thrown my world into upheaval and has given me 7 more white (WHITE!) hairs… “Wanna Line Produce this short film?” Well, my first answer was “Quoi?” … I had no Idea what a Line Producer was or what the duties were (honestly, I still don’t fucking know but I’m getting by pretty well). Basically, I make sure everyone shows up on time, make sure we shoot everything we need and extra if there’s time, and I’m the go-to girl when there are problems or confusion. OY! So, after the first day of shooting, I’m hanging out with 3 of the guys from the Production Company (Dre5 Productions) and bullshitting about the day. What we accomplished, what we need to finish, et al. and I happen to mention that … well, that the script needed some major work. I proceeded to “monologue” about the repetitive jokes, the lack of tension and that comedy only works if the actors take it seriously (make the situations life or death, no matter how innocuous the situation seems). Somewhere in this long-winded afternoon, the conversation turned from after-shooting BS to an interview. After the 3 guys took a minute and looked at each other, I was being offered jobs with the company. Right now, I’m helping them shoot a 50 minute short (which also has script problems, but the writer-director won’t change anything). I think I’m getting other offers within the company because of the casting of the 50 minute flick. We all watched the casting tape together and I had such insightful comments as “She’s fuckin’ Stripper Barbie” and “Look at her eyes, she’s Dead Inside!!!!” One of our cast members (and my pal, *Elpheba) had the winning phrase “He looks like he went to the ‘Saved By the Bell’ school of acting!” which is now a catch-all phrase on set and in production meetings. So after that escapade, the guys (it’s an all-male production company and me … the token Estrogen) offered to record my Demo CD (Wahoo! Networking Works! Get to Know Me!). After that, there is a pilot for either FX or HBO that we’ve been asked to film. If this pilot gets picked up, I will be a producer on a cable TV series! How fucking cool would that be?!? Other than that, I’m helping one of the guys write a feature film that will be a romantic-comedy/horror flick that will film in Romania and in Vegas.
And as if I’m not busy enough, I’m in a play. It’s a 15 minute piece for Insomniac Theatre at Las Vegas Little Theatre. It’s fun for me, and I get my true creativity fix. I play a past-life regression therapist/ hippie chick (Art imitates Life again) who is oblivious to the guy that’s in love with her, even though he’s her best friend and sitting at the café table with her. Then, she realizes that the waitress is the reincarnation of her dead husband. It’s actually a funny piece, and I’m having a lot of fun with my cast. They’re hysterical.
I also started working at an Episcopal Church as the First Soprano ringer (to drown out the warbling old ladies), but since the past 2 weekends have been full of movie shoots, Renn faires, and whirlwind trips to CA, I have not been to church yet.
On a more personal note, I started dating again (it’s been since May, I think I’m ready to go out and live again). I have met a couple of nice guys, one of which went with me to CA this past weekend. He was a perfect gentleman, I slept in a separate space than him. Sweet, huh? But I must admit… I’m horny as hell these days! And while it was a sweet gesture and he doesn’t want to sleep with me until we know each other a little longer … plainly put, I need a man!! Once I get through this intense “I could hump a tree” phase, I’ll be okay again. Until then, the Dre5 guys like to tease me and tickle me for the reactions… fucking men. ;-)
So, as I said, I went to CA this past weekend. My best girl *Maureen had her directing debut and I had to be there. The play was FANTASTIC, the best of the night. The blocking was not too staged (except the Shakespeare references that were supposed to be stage-esque … hey, new word!), the actors were top-notch, even the costumes were perfect. I was so proud of all of them, but especially her. She really embraced the chance to direct. She should really keep at it, and then I’ll bring her into my projects as a director. I wish I had been able to spend some time with her, and everyone. But Sunday was a tough day with the kids party (I made extra cash by being a face painter at a children’s party while my fella made balloon animals) running long, having to return the costumes, and having to get home by 11p so that I could unpack and get to work the next AM. But the rain waylaid us and we got in much later than anticipated. It was a LONG Monday because of it, but it was totally worth it to see her have a shining moment. She is my hero, and I don’t think a day goes by that I’m not totally amazed by her. She is the best person I know.
A quick note to *Lolita. I hope you feel better honey. Be thankful everyday that you’re okay. I know it seems like the end of the universe (TRUST ME, I know) but at least you can get up every morning. Things will be better soon, my love. Good thoughts and wishes to you.
Okay, that’s enough from me right now. I think I’ve gone on long enough. Hope you all are doing well. Drop me a line, let me know what’s going on the your universe (colour of the sky, if there are squirrels on the ceiling, ECT).
First, I started back to work a little over 3 weeks ago. I’m Temping still (pays better than anything else I’ve tried, and I can make my own schedule). I’m working for AccountTemps. I’m in accounting … me … who hasn’t taken a math class since High School. Apparently if you can work at a computer and use a calculator, you can be an accountant. If you have a grasp on basic math skills, you’re an advanced accountant. Lucky me, I’m finally advanced!! I earn my extra $0.25 an hour! My current assignment is for Al Phillips the Cleaner. There is a surprising amount of accounting in the dry cleaning business, and this is my first full week here. I’ve actually been here for the last 2 weeks, but I kept getting sent home after 4 to 5 hours. Apparently I was too efficient… I also didn’t know that efficiency can be detrimental to employment … Go figure.
About the same time (actually, I think it was the same weekend I was hired) I got a call from my friend *Earl. He said a phrase which has thrown my world into upheaval and has given me 7 more white (WHITE!) hairs… “Wanna Line Produce this short film?” Well, my first answer was “Quoi?” … I had no Idea what a Line Producer was or what the duties were (honestly, I still don’t fucking know but I’m getting by pretty well). Basically, I make sure everyone shows up on time, make sure we shoot everything we need and extra if there’s time, and I’m the go-to girl when there are problems or confusion. OY! So, after the first day of shooting, I’m hanging out with 3 of the guys from the Production Company (Dre5 Productions) and bullshitting about the day. What we accomplished, what we need to finish, et al. and I happen to mention that … well, that the script needed some major work. I proceeded to “monologue” about the repetitive jokes, the lack of tension and that comedy only works if the actors take it seriously (make the situations life or death, no matter how innocuous the situation seems). Somewhere in this long-winded afternoon, the conversation turned from after-shooting BS to an interview. After the 3 guys took a minute and looked at each other, I was being offered jobs with the company. Right now, I’m helping them shoot a 50 minute short (which also has script problems, but the writer-director won’t change anything). I think I’m getting other offers within the company because of the casting of the 50 minute flick. We all watched the casting tape together and I had such insightful comments as “She’s fuckin’ Stripper Barbie” and “Look at her eyes, she’s Dead Inside!!!!” One of our cast members (and my pal, *Elpheba) had the winning phrase “He looks like he went to the ‘Saved By the Bell’ school of acting!” which is now a catch-all phrase on set and in production meetings. So after that escapade, the guys (it’s an all-male production company and me … the token Estrogen) offered to record my Demo CD (Wahoo! Networking Works! Get to Know Me!). After that, there is a pilot for either FX or HBO that we’ve been asked to film. If this pilot gets picked up, I will be a producer on a cable TV series! How fucking cool would that be?!? Other than that, I’m helping one of the guys write a feature film that will be a romantic-comedy/horror flick that will film in Romania and in Vegas.
And as if I’m not busy enough, I’m in a play. It’s a 15 minute piece for Insomniac Theatre at Las Vegas Little Theatre. It’s fun for me, and I get my true creativity fix. I play a past-life regression therapist/ hippie chick (Art imitates Life again) who is oblivious to the guy that’s in love with her, even though he’s her best friend and sitting at the café table with her. Then, she realizes that the waitress is the reincarnation of her dead husband. It’s actually a funny piece, and I’m having a lot of fun with my cast. They’re hysterical.
I also started working at an Episcopal Church as the First Soprano ringer (to drown out the warbling old ladies), but since the past 2 weekends have been full of movie shoots, Renn faires, and whirlwind trips to CA, I have not been to church yet.
On a more personal note, I started dating again (it’s been since May, I think I’m ready to go out and live again). I have met a couple of nice guys, one of which went with me to CA this past weekend. He was a perfect gentleman, I slept in a separate space than him. Sweet, huh? But I must admit… I’m horny as hell these days! And while it was a sweet gesture and he doesn’t want to sleep with me until we know each other a little longer … plainly put, I need a man!! Once I get through this intense “I could hump a tree” phase, I’ll be okay again. Until then, the Dre5 guys like to tease me and tickle me for the reactions… fucking men. ;-)
So, as I said, I went to CA this past weekend. My best girl *Maureen had her directing debut and I had to be there. The play was FANTASTIC, the best of the night. The blocking was not too staged (except the Shakespeare references that were supposed to be stage-esque … hey, new word!), the actors were top-notch, even the costumes were perfect. I was so proud of all of them, but especially her. She really embraced the chance to direct. She should really keep at it, and then I’ll bring her into my projects as a director. I wish I had been able to spend some time with her, and everyone. But Sunday was a tough day with the kids party (I made extra cash by being a face painter at a children’s party while my fella made balloon animals) running long, having to return the costumes, and having to get home by 11p so that I could unpack and get to work the next AM. But the rain waylaid us and we got in much later than anticipated. It was a LONG Monday because of it, but it was totally worth it to see her have a shining moment. She is my hero, and I don’t think a day goes by that I’m not totally amazed by her. She is the best person I know.
A quick note to *Lolita. I hope you feel better honey. Be thankful everyday that you’re okay. I know it seems like the end of the universe (TRUST ME, I know) but at least you can get up every morning. Things will be better soon, my love. Good thoughts and wishes to you.
Okay, that’s enough from me right now. I think I’ve gone on long enough. Hope you all are doing well. Drop me a line, let me know what’s going on the your universe (colour of the sky, if there are squirrels on the ceiling, ECT).