Last Sunday, Dave and I were invited to have dinner with Renny and Casey McDaniel. To give you background on them, my mother's childhood best friend is Casey's mother. Casey and Linda were on Cougarettes together. The families have history. We had a blast. At social gatherings, I often find myself shocked at the things that Dave says because he is HILARIOUS. Believe me, he's hilarious at home too but it's a different kind of funny and he often relies on shock value. It feels good to have a friend, though it is slightly forced since I actually stole this friend from my sister. Oh well.
I feel like so many things happened on Monday. I got threatened by a homeless man who followed me for two blocks, only a few hours later I was asked to model for another homeless man overly excited for the Columbus day parade, I got lost....more than once, I gave directions (hopefully that young soul got to the right destination,) I finally made friends with the mean lesbian, I got special access to go inside of a special weapons shop, I peeked my head into a gorgeous wild horse photo gallery, I almost lost my subway card without any money over an hour away in walking time from my work, I found myself standing right next to Zach Gallifianakis on the subway and I had my first TV show premiere on the travel channel.
Tuesday, I mainly worked on homework. I found out that I basically have a month to be completely be done with that class and it makes me more and more anxious as each day passes. So I mainly did that and tried to distract myself from being hungry all of the time (I started a new diet and I'm hungry all of the time.) Kylee, my dear dear dear childhood friend contacted me as well and asked me if I'd photograph her wedding! I was ecstatic! I have dreamt about being involved with her wedding specifically since I was a very little girl (she used to be my next door neighbor, it's not that weird.) However, she lives in Oregon and is getting married the weekend before Christmas. I'm going to make it happen, I HAVE to be there! The new plan is Dave is going to drive home (please don't die dave) and I fly to Oregon. Then, I'll ride home with the Smith Family just in time for Christmas Eve. This plan is potentially very flawed but with prayers, hopefully I'll see Dave before Christmas.
Wednesday was production......ahhhhhhhh.....production rolls off the tongue.......the hardest yet most rewarding part of filmmaking.....oooooooooooooohhhhhh. Yea, I love production with all of my heart. The more I pretend I don't, the more I realize that I make the most friends during production, I feel more satisfied with my life right after production and that it really is the heart of why I do what I do. I never get a good nights rest before a day of production, it's a mixture of nervous and excited energy that keeps me tossing and turning. It wasn't so bad because calltime was at 11am but I was well aware that I'd be out until at least midnight (man, I wish I got paid for my 15 hour days....that would rock.) We headed out to Sparta for 207, a script I am very familiar with since I transcribed the police report about the story. I also find myself drifting towards art department all of the time, I've worked with Coco on some Art department things back at BYU and since then Andrea (my Sundance bud) was an Art-Dog and now Taylor is a new friend. My ideal dream is to become a cinematographer for documentaries or an AC for fiction so I should probably start migrating to that side of the room. The house we went to had a HUGE DOG, with a droopy face, her name was Cleopatra and if she snuck inside, it was impossible to pull her back outside. As soon as lunch hit (6pm) I don't know what happened but I felt extremely happy and comfortable around everyone. I guess that was translated to them as "I want to be an extra in this episode" because they put me dead center of a party scene and a group of friends out in the middle of the woods. If you happen to see me on TV in the future, know that I'm WELL AWARE I'M NOT GOOD AT ACTING. While shooting in the woods, I thought it was hilarious how afraid everyone that bears were going to come eat us all. I know that Jersey has an oddly high amount of bears but do you really think that if a bear heard a lot of noise and saw a lot of bright lights that the bear would think hey, I should go eat those people? I don't. Regardless, Alan was practicing his ninja skills with a stick and we all said we'd leave Taylor behind since he had raccoon fur down the outside of his jacket. On the way back, I realized that I have never been in the city this late (nighttime hours scare me in big cities) and also that if I missed my bus at 11:45 there wouldn't be another bus until 12:45. We got back to the office at 11:41 and I decided to run for it (it averages 12 minutes walking to get from the bus stop to my work.) Everything was against me, the lights were timed poorly, the escalator was broken and as I ran up to the stop the bus was pulling out but I didn't run that hard for nothing so I ran through the door and ran in front of the bus to make it stop and let me on. It was a miracle.
Thursday I ran all 5.25 miles I had made the goal to do.
Friday wasn't bad but it seems that any day I spend mostly in the office, I'm just don't feel like I've accomplished anything. I almost booked a flight? I made some scans? I taped some receipts to paper? I wish I liked office jobs better. That night Dave and I got laughing so hard, I don't even know what it was about really but my abs hurt and I cried a ton from too much laughter. It was a jolly good time.
Saturday we went to the farmers market (very hippie) and then wandered around Montclair. They have a rockin' bookstore and we went to the halloween store to get some ideas of what we could be this year. Although, how much of an old lady am I? My top two costumes on my list are "I Love Lucy" or Wilma Flinstone. The costume shop must have been the spark of the rest of the evening because we got Halloween CARAZY. We were going to carve our pumpkin but realized that Maja was probably saving to carve her pumpkin so that she can carve it with us so we waited. Instead we went onto pinterest and found other ways to decorate the house. Faces on doors, faces on microwaves, mummies on the knife block, hands on the toilet paper dispenser and a spooky sign on the bathroom door. To top it off, we watched The Sixth Sense (Dave's first time) and Hocus Pocus (it's twenty years old this year!)
Church was fine today. When we got home, the Williams had "spookified" our downstairs for us. We appreciate it greatly. We went to Maja's soccer game, it was intense. Soccer for 11-year olds is a big deal here.
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