i've decided to make my journal semi-public. i think doing something different with it will make me want to update more. :)
so this week i got my job back at Gamestop. William returned from his sick leave and after talking to him, he suddenly called me in sunday morning. which was totally awesome except the night before i decided to drown myself in a vat of alcoholic beverages. (for the record, Mary makes the most delicious punch.) so i dragged my hungover carcass to Gamestop and spent my first day back trying not to puke on customers.
my uncle also called me that morning (it was "let's fuck with Rachel's hangover" day) and wanted me to go into LA to help him with his craft services on the set of William & Kate
, which is, from what i saw, going to be a trendy Lifetime movie with fake British accents, lots of skinny girls in trendy outfits and lanky hipster dudes in suits with 5 o'clock shadows.
craft services is catering. so i spent 10 hours on set hauling heavy shit up and down busy downtown streets and flights of stairs to serve food to everyone. ok, working on a movie set is the most GRUELING work i've ever done in my life. not even stacking wood in a factory for my summer high school job was this exhausting. these people do this 14 hours a day for several weeks straight and there wasn't a single crew member who wasn't physically fit.
seriously, the dude whose job is to hold a giant pole, with a big mic on the end, above the actors heads as they're rolling, without letting it droop or be seen in the shot? biggest props to him and his superhuman arm strength
everyone was cool except the extras, who for some reason are the most pretentious even though they have the most insignificant parts. the crew, the cast and even the producers and the actors with the leading roles were way more friendly to me than the extras. of course it sucks to be a human prop but that's the life of a background!
it was an awesome experience and we filmed in some really rad venues in the historic district of downtown LA. (the inside of the Exchange is the shit.) my uncle said they would like to have me back on set, which is great because film crews are basically one giant family and everyone knows everyone, so if they didn't like me it would, uh, really suck
and my muscles are still aching from it all, two days later.
despite how hard of a time i've had adjusting so far, i do love this city :)