Making Up for Lost Time with a Whole Lot of Mundane

So, I've decided that I am NOT going to get a CA license and plates because it might fuck up my insurance. To be honest, I'm a little bummed. I wanted to be California official. But, I guess it's a nice conversation starter to talk about PA when I'm being carded... and actually the other day this guy on a motorcycle pulled up to my window at a stop light and asked where in PA I was from. That was cool. Although it was a little awkward because we ended our chat when the light turned green, but then 2 blocks later, we ended up next to each other at another red light. I pretended to fiddle around with something in my car so we didn't have to have an awkward "here we are again" talk.

Regardless, it just shows how friendly people are here. I really think it's the perpetual sunlight. I got a cold a couple of weeks ago, but I never really FELT sick because I was outside in the sun, playing around, smelling the sweet sunscreen aroma, the scent of which STILL makes me feel like I'm about to go to the zoo. Even when you're sick during a sunny period in the east, it just feels like the weather is mocking you. The sun's like "ha ha! I'm only going to shine for the 3 days that you're inside. And I'm going to make everything muggy and ... lame!" Here the sun is like "hey, you're not sick at all! Come out and play like we do everyday!! I'll warm up some avocados for you!"

Anyway, the plates and license goal has been replaced by my new scrapbook goal. I wonder if I'll scrapbook when I no longer am marking college years. I have to assume that I won't because it won't occur to me. HOWEVER, I bet I'll do something equivalent. After all, before I started scrapbooking, I had those quote books in high school. And before that, I wrote entire notebooks worth of notes to my friends. And before that I cut out pictures of celebrities and pasted them into notebooks and wrote dialogue for them. (I JUUUUST told all of this to my supervisor today. It's on the brain.) My fantasy is that I'll channel some of this life-documentation energy into some screenplays. That's my dream.

So here's the news. The two women who work for another production company in my office are doing a shoot on Monday and Tuesday. It's a long story about why it's only two days, and more importantly, one that I don't want to talk about because of confidentiality. The important part is that I'M going to be a PA (production assistant) for them for those two days! AWESOME!! I love my life!

Then Tuesday night is the TiMER screening/party. And after THAT, I get to be depressed (or optimistically, SUPER MOTIVATED). BUUUUUT I have so much faith that I'm not going to lose Present Pictures forever. SO MUCH. So much that I barely even cried at all when I said goodbye to my producers. So much confidence. Although it helped that I'm going to have lunch with them in July. It's in the books. Yes!

Also, even though we are still forging ahead with trying to get a job at an agency, they also gave me other ideas about working for a temp agency for a while. Then I could kind of explore some different realms. Also, Davida gave me the number of her former roommate who works for an animation production company.

OOOO!! I just remembered that Carrie the caterer is catering for this movie that I'm helping with on Monday and Tuesday! AWESOME!!!

Also, I basically finished all of the commentaries on Freaks and Geeks. I'm going back and doing the ones I skipped. Turns out I can't live without them. My next show to buy is going to be the first two seasons of Skins. Definitely. Although not now because I'm hyperaware that I need to be saving money.

I also need to mention that facebook now has a Family Feud... app? Whatever facebook games are called. So, if anyone recalls the hours and hours and HOURS that Kevin and I spent on the Feud freshman and sophomore (did you know there were three "o"s in "sophomore?" I feel like that's a joke that my Mac spellcheck and google are playing on me) year, you might be able to guess the gravity of my excitement. Interestingly enough though, it has actually been making me really frustrated. I keep seeing people who do better than me and wondering to myself how that is possible! I've spent literally DAYS of my life playing that damn game. I am an expert. Why am I not the best?! Kevin has shared similar grievances. Kevin and I used to get SO PISSED at each other playing that game! "Why the FUCK would you say 'chicken?!' Obviously 'watermelon' is going to be the heaviest thing someone buys at a grocery store!!!!" Don't even get me started on fast money!