Casting Calls.
One day down, one to go. Bailey’s in the coffee was a good idea. Sleeping on Fiona’s couch tonight- you know what that means; fun with Jack and Jose.
I am a tree killer.
It’s all for school too. I had to print up scripts for the crew then scripts just for the reading. Then resumes I was sent so I can be on top of things when i see people tomorrow. It was a lot of printing; at least 500 pages I’m sure. I am officially done with classes this semester and just have a few things to turn in on Monday then home for the rest of the year; I still need to make my flight back to Pittsburgh. I went to Health Services today and i filled out the usual form about how much I drink, smoke, etc. and they told me i drink too much and should restrict myself to three drinks a night instead of my 8 beers. Oops. Gates is in Ohio on a swimming adventure. I think I’m going to go on a Chipotle adventure… I’m craving guacamole.
GPOYW about to go to bed with a touch of GPOYCW for mcdavis… I don’t have the most outstanding clavicle, but my love of the Alkaline Trio song calls for an attempt. EDITION
Anyways, I hung over 100 posters today for the Casting Call this weekend. So Craig’s List + posters + still waiting for some talent sites to accept my ad, I think we should have a decent amount of people auditioning for the movie. Maybe I made the wrong choice in screenwriting and should have applied for an MA in Producing? Too late now- Graduate Applications are pretty much finished- or at least the top five: ucla, nyu, usc, afi, and columbia have me in their system, now cross your fingers for the best.
I have too much fun with clothing; at least its not a bubble dress right? Off to go deliver Iris coffee because I love her. Up way too early; I like my alarm clock though.
Weirdest Thanksgiving of my Life
not saying that I’ve had a long life, but I went to a thanksgiving lunch this year at the retirement community, buffett style. It was kind of strange seeing all the families there. While half of me thought it was nice that families were visiting with their older relatives, I wondered why they couldn’t find something better. Pick up grandma and take her home with you for a day? Wouldn’t a restaurant be nicer? I don’t know, i don’t know how these things work, but I was feeling awkward especially as I thought about how my grandma would have never allowed us to put her in there, even if it was very nice. I’m staying with my aunt so it was her friend in the retirement home and then that ladies kids and grandkids came; i was still the youngest one at 21. And teh grandkids were brats, complete asshole stick up thier ass talking about how much money they were making, who had the better education, which dog was going to win the fucking dogshow. I know texting at the table is rude, but I didn’t know what else to do. I wasn’t unwelcome, I was just… not meshing I guess is how you say it correctly. So this is why I should be on 30 Rock, because I have thanksgiving at a retirement home drinking wine from plastic cups, eating creamed corn and rubber turkey, and being lectured by villanova girl about why she needs a blackberry and a cell phone. Oh and Gates text messaging me about the awesome beautiful weather back in Cali. Fucker; it’s supposed to snow here tomorrow.
I’m thankful for almost being done with graduate applications. Only 3 more to go and there’s not even that much to do. December first, I’m coming for you.
To do in the next 3 hours:
- shower
- pack for johnstown
- get grad things together
- clean room
- do dishes
I think I can do it. Going down to Johnstown, PA for Thanksgiving break since going home was a little too expensive this year; I’m spending all my travel money on graduate applications, they are like $100 each just to submit. If I don’t get in, they owe me a Thanksgiving. I gots me a cute boy last night and I kind of can’t stop smiling. I feel silly gushing about it though so I’ll hold it in for now, but I’m really happy and hope things keep going this way for a long while. I need to go shower. Also, I need to figure out what to do with my fish over break. He can live in a bowl without a filter so I’m debating just bringing him to my aunts, but he’ll get pissy about that I’m sure. He’s already pissed off because I haven’t been home in over 24 hours… I should start bribing Abe to feed Maurice when I don’t come home… Ugh, oh Maurice, what shall I ever do with you. Smiling for shannon since I don’t smile enough according to her.
