This weekend was at times stressful, exhausting, tedious, boring, and just generally a pain in the ass. It also made me realize that if working on set was what I did for the rest of my life, I'd be in love with my job
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It's disgustingly early. I'm awake I've been awake for a half an hour. It's still dark outside.Now I have to get dressed and go work on another person's set as script supervisor from 7 AM to 7 PM. This is what I'll be doing for the next three days. And two weeks from now I'll be doing it in Maine except then I'll be directing. Holy. Crap
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I just heard a plane crashed into a building on E 72nd street. My great grandmother lived on that block. Apparently the plane belonged to the Yankee's pitcher Cory Lidle. Weird and scary.
For the past few weeks all my google targeted advertisements have been for hot air balloon ride companies and velociraptor paraphernalia. Is there a better way to epitomize, so succinctly, my entire existence? I think not.