Weekend Adventure of Filmmaking    2005-05-03 12:30:35 ET
Ok, this will be a long one, haha...

So Friday Waylon and I left on our filmmaking getaway...or whatever you want to call it. So we shot from about 6pm until 4am and crashed at the director's pad. Got about 3 hours of sleep or so before heading back to the set at about 9:30am. We shot for about 20 hours that day. From 9:30 am to about 5am. We crashed at Chiara's that night and I got about 2 hours of sleep. Insane, man. Everyone was so unbelievably tired for the last day of shooting. But they all came back. None of them flaked out or left. Those who did flake out flaked out friday night, so we were covered.

Sunday was my berfday. It doesn't matter how hard I try, man, I always end up working on my birthday, haha. Sunday am, Chiara and Waylon woke me up with a sticky bun with birthday candles, and ice cream...haha it was fantabulous. Then we headed home for a bit to shower and change clothes and rest before shooting again that night. Waylon also took this opportunity to give me the presents he'd been stashing for the last week or so. He got me an antique salt and pepper shaker from the '30's with these creepy pigs on 'em. He also got me a book called "Geek Love" I don't remember the author from the top of my head, atm...I'm still braindead from this weekend. He also got me one of those lady's hats from the 20's...the kind that kind of droops and stuff. Almost like a helmet.

Then Waylon had me meet him at his job yesturday so we could go out to dinner, then go back home to chnage clothes before heading off somewhere else...so we go and have some dinner...then we head off to go home and "change"...let me tell you...Waylon is a great actor...cuz when we got there, there was a surprise party waiting for me. haha! It was so awesome. Friends I see a lot and friends I see not enough...even D.C. and Cathy made it out. It was so much fun. I hope everyone had a good time, cuz I had a total blast. If you're reading this and you were involved: YOU ROCK! I've never had a group of friends who planned anything like this for me before. You are all wonderful and awesome people.

Ok...after a crazytacular weekend, I really want to go to the library and hang out. So I'm gonna. And you can't stop me. So there :P

     2005-04-24 21:46:34 ET
So, I got print cartridges for my printer today so I can print some headshots for the makeup stuff i'm doing...now, when it prints, it prints the black in lines, and it turns out that another of my ink cartridges is low...DAMMIT...I cleaned the heads, decloggled the nozzles and realined the print heads...and their self diagnostic interactive thingamajigger is telling me to replace all the ink I didn't replace today. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...I want to smash the fucking thing, but it's much cheaper just to buy more ink for the blasted contraption.

I've said it a thousand times before, and I'll say it again: PRINTERS ARE NOT MY FRIENDS!

...but apparently the costume designer's cat is. You win some, you lose some, I suppose.

     2005-04-17 13:44:03 ET
Things have been tough, lately. One thing after another, it seems, and I'm so darn tired all the time because of it.

Last week, my parents went out to Arizona to visit my step-grandmother and my grandpa, cuz he had pnuemonia, and we weren't sure what was going to happen. I had to stay behind, as missing that much work would be very bad.

I can't describe, really, what we are all going through. It's almost like we're grieving for someone who's still alive. Which, in a way, I guess, is true. My grandpa has something called Lewy Body Pick's Disease, which is a horrible disease that basically means his brain is shrinking. Like Alzheimers, he will gradually forget things (and has) and will constantly have to be reminded of things. He knows what's happening to him, but eventually he won't know anything. Everything will be strange and everyone will be a stranger...even his wife, whom he sees every day.

I think about when I was a little kid, and I would go out to AZ to visit my grandpa with my parents...I just think of all the fun things we used to do and how I would practically be bouncing in the seat as the plane pulled into Phoenix Airport...and I wish I could remember more. But one thing I will never forget...the one thing I remember about him most, and has touched my heart and soul more than any other memory I have of him, is his smile. I know, it's all cheesy and silly sounding, but it's true.

It's hard staying strong for my mom...I just want to burst into tears and hold her whenever I see her, because I can feel her pain. But I feel like she needs me to stay strong for her so she can get out of bed every day and do the things she needs to do.

On the up-side, I got to go buy makeup today for the movie...which always makes me feel better...esp. since the producer is reimbursing me, and I get to keep the makeup afterwards :]

Anyhow...thats all I can write for now...more another time.

 Mercury in retrograde?    2005-04-05 22:37:19 ET
So my grandpa who's about 90 or so just came down with pnumonia (sp?). He already has something called Pick's disease, which basically means that his brain is shrinking or something like that. The symptoms of Pick's are very similar to that of Alzheimer's. Anyway, so his wife (my step grandmother) is visiting, and notices he's coughing a lot, so she takes him to the doc. The old folk's home he's living in DIDNT EVEN NOTICE he was sick. He could have died.

Anyway, so when he gets out of the hospitol, he's going to be moved to yet another home (he's been moved three times in the past year, already), and for someone in his condition, that's bad. Most likely, he will lose a lot of ground as far as memory (short and long term) and it's a downward spiral from there.

To make a long story short (too late) my mom decided that it was important for she and my dad to go to AZ to see him asap so that when she visits, he may still know who she is. He thinks I'm still a little kid. Unfortunately, I can't take the time away from work, and so can't go with them...they also have a sick pet, whom i will be petsitting while they're gone.

I'm sad my grampa is dying, but seeing what this is doing to my mom is killing me. She's angry and frustrated that she's too far away and can't really help or visit, really. Not to mention the overwhelming sadness knowing that her dad (like me, she's very much a daddy's girl) is slowly slipping away...and here I am...I haven't even seen him in two and a half years almost...the next time I will may quite possibly be at his funeral. Here's to not being able to say goodbye to another grandparent-type.

So that's my tale of woe for the day. Fun shit.

My god, I need a drink.

     2005-04-01 09:53:26 ET
Christopher Moore is taking over my life! ::nosedives into The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove::

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