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First off I would like to say that Kayla is such a fun director to work with. Patrick & Kayla & I spent all afternoon filming the second half of her movie, all the fantasy bits. She made a preliminary edit while we ate dinner & let me tell you, it is incredible, & I'm not just saying that because I'm in it.
Also I spent a lot of the time driving around in Kayla's sister's car, a small, sexy, red Volvo named Lolita, with the windows down & music playing & sunglasses on. I could taste summer. (It tastes good.)

So, really, today's events were pretty good. On the bus to Kayla's I made a to-do list for myself, which spanned the entire page. While I was making it I felt really on top of things, a Hey I'm Making A List & I'm Gonna Cross It All Off kind of feeling.
Yeah, well. I don't feel like that now. I feel like crying with frustration at myself, for being a stupid overachiever, with overwhelment at everything that has to get done before Friday (so by Thursday night, that means), with terror at this whole study abroad thing that just got much more complicated by the addition of another program (theater, in Ireland. Oh GOD). I'm just fucked, I feel stupid, I don't feel like I have a handle on anything. I always feel like this at night, & night is when I have time to do homework. That's gotta change. I'm never going to get anything done like this.
I don't want to do this (I will of course, but I don't want to). I want..well, I know what I want, & I'm not going to get it for a while, so I may as well stop talking & try to be useful. Dammit.

...I guess I haven't said anything about Virginia. I don't...I don't have anything to say. It's all been said already. I just...yeah. I have nothing.

ETA (1:27 am): Well, I crossed off two of the things on my list, & am well on my way to crossing off a third. I haven't really touched any of the millions of subpoints on the biggest thing (my thesis obviously*), but at least it's something.

[*I remember back in senior year of highschool I had to name my thesis Abigail because I was getting so sick of opening up the file titled "thesis." This one is just called "Margaret" but I'm thinking of giving it a different name just to keep myself from hating the name Margaret by the end. Maybe "Arthur." Or "Janine."]

Filming

Jul. 7th, 2004 02:37 pm
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Yesterday I ate lunch with Rose at Araya's on the Ave (which is really good, I highly reccomend their buffet noodles and the spring rolls) and then went down to meet Rachel at City Hall. Liz and Allie showed up and we sat listening to the City Council talk about the monorail. And yes it was much more interesting than that sounds! (Stop laughing at me. I know I'm a nerd.) There were public comments and then the Council argued all politely about one paragraph in an amendment and then they voted on things. Lordy, I wouldn't want that job at all.
And then we went to the library and sat around and read...(Rachel balanced out the Council by reading the entirety of Cosmo Girl :))...I found a book about Hamlet from Ophelia's point of view, which was fun. I read the whole thing. I'm really liking this sit-down-and-read-a-whole-book style of summer reading. Makes me feel so useless and accomplished at the same time. :)

And then Liz and Allie and I wandered up to Value Village (all three of us going clothes shopping voluntarily was apparerntly the fourth sign of the apocalypse. I think it's vetoed by the fact that it was VV and Allie didn't buy a dress, but...). And ate dinner at Taco del Mar, and caught the 11 going downtown so we could film by the Harbor Steps and Pioneer Square and so forth.
It was about the time when the bus turned onto a freeway on-ramp that I realized something was not quite right. We did not realize that the 11 turns into the 20, and does in fact not go as far downtown as we thought, but instead goes to West Seattle. Hmm.
So there was an impromptu visit to West Seattle consisting of getting off a bus, walking across the street and getting on the bus going the other way, which happened to come just a few second later. It was pointless and silly, but kind of fun.
We got some nice shots at the Harbor Steps, since it was dark by then, and then we went to the little deli on the steps (West Edge, I think it's called) and charged the camera battery. I made Liz hydrate herself and found out that neither of them had watched Back to the Future (have got to fix that), and stopped myself from staring too much at the lovely lovely cashier boy with the beautiful accent. Mmmm. (Stop it!)

Then down to the waterfront, where we danced around and Liz talked to a statue and Allie nearly fell into a fountain, and then we walked to Pioneer Square, stopping so Liz could get a pint of Allie's blood (it was fake, kids, it's called acting), and then filmed some more. And got the 26 home and dad picked Liz and me up at Latona at about 12:40...and I was tired. But also very lucky that I have a dad who'll do that...I didn't really want to walk home from Cameo dance. Eh.

This morning I went to a rolfing session my mother sent me to...of which my only description was "weird." She poked me and I walked around and she poked me some more and I got structurally partially fixed. Although we did have good theater conversations. Heh.

And then I came home and read again (Franz de Waal!) and then finally wrote the thank-you's for the dessert performance of CWS and put them in the mail. Yay! I feel so accomplished. :)

Maybe I'll got hem my pants and be even more accomplished...before rehearsal and painting the wall. Yay!

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