| phew 2004-09-02 12:12:11 ET |
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so...i did it...i freakin did it...i bought an apple g4 powerbook...and i will have it in my grubby little hands by the end of next week...
...i can't believe i freakin' did it....
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| ugh 2004-08-18 11:12:10 ET |
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I stayed home from work today. I've been getting about 5 hrs of sleep per night and I just couldn't hang anymore...now that I'm awake and rested, though, this horrible wave of depression has taken over. I just want to sit and hide in my room...not do anything...but I'm forcing myself to make breakfast fajitas...supertacularly hungry...
i guess that's it...just wanted to vent.
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| You little trollop 2004-08-15 23:10:15 ET |
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Wow, has it really been that long since I last updated this thing? Jiminy Christmas.
Things have been crazy over here. Like a roller coaster, up and down, upside down, and everything in between. Trying to balance out work, the movie, the dawg, the boyfriend, and managing to still spend time with my family and pay my bills on time is somewhat of a challenge. It's so bizarre. I've been so busy lately that the past couple weeks have been a total blur.
The makeup for the movie is going well - finally. After hours and hours spent trying to master foam latex, we finally won...we kinda cheated, but we still won, and it will serve our purposes nicely.
Work has gotten somewhat easier. I'm so close to going on the floor, I can taste it, which motivates me do to a good job while I'm there. Meanwhile, the chick who was trying to get me fired will be leaving soon...also a plus, although, I think she's given up on her venture for the moment.
At any rate...bed is in order, now :P
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| 2004-07-25 01:28:11 ET |
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[ mood | cynical ]
[ music | Fiendflug - Vollstreckung ]
The dawg is being obnoxious tonight, and I'm not sure why. Well, actually, I have a pretty good idea, but she doesn't usually act this way when I've been at work. She barked, of course, when my roomate got home to tell whoever was out there "Hey, man, there be intimidating piznuppies up in here!" Even though she's the biggest cream puff I've ever met, next to my family dog when I was a kid. Anyhow, that was not out of the usual. What was out of the norm was that she would not settle down. As soon as I opened the door to go say hi, she rushed past me into the kitchen, due to her collarless state (I take it off at night because it jingles and wakes me up every time she moves), and met Max the cat for a fourth ugly time...and poor Waylon stuck in the middle. Luckily, save for a couple very minor scratches (scarily close to Ashby's eyes, but not in them), and a broken incense holder, everyone came out shaken, but otherwise ok.
I wish I could have a life. When I'm not at work, I'm cutting people's hair or working on the movie. It's been at least a month since I was able to sleep all day and lounge about with Ashby.
I am a super grumpy stressed out ball of yuckiness....but the movie is finally starting to come together. However, if history has anything to say about it, things will fall apart again soon enough. If they do, I'll help Waylon pick them up and put them back together again, as I usually do. I came to the realization a few days ago when I was thinking about quitting the movie, that if I left, the entire project would fall apart. Not only do I keep Waylon sane, but I am the only reliable makeup artist he's ever met. There is one other makeup artist working on this thing, too...but he's mainly dealing with animatronicy type stuff (baloons under the foam latex that make the face look like it's swelling, and the act of making someones jaw appear to drop off), where I deal with casting, molding, and application. Needless to say, I decided that I didn't hate life so much that I would risk a friendship and bail.
Anyhow, after the harrowing display in the kitchen I think I'm finally ready to attempt that thing called sleep again. Damn my aching neck. I need hot tubs soon, dammit.
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| my mom... 2004-07-11 13:38:02 ET |
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...is annie oakley.
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