ever since I was a lower-case g

So every day we get at least fifty phone calls that are basically the same thing. Which go like this:

Me: “Good Morning, Slamdance”
Randy: “Yeah, I submitted my film did you get it?”

Or like this:

Me: “Good afternoon, Slamdance”
Guy: “I had a thought towards screening my film at your festival, what are the details of your screening rooms?”
(Keeping in mind our submission date hasn’t even closed yet and genius boy here doesn’t even know if he’s been selected yet)

Or this:

Me: “Good morning, Slamdance”
Randy 2: “My browser crashed!”
Me: “Oh…that’s terrible….?”
Randy 2: “What do I do????”
Me: “Does this browser crashing have anything to do with Slamdance Film Festival?”

The other thing that shits me on a daily basis is how people submit their films. You wouldn’t believe how many people send in their precious submission and it’s not even in a case, just sitting loose in an envelope. Not just for the fact this is extremely annoying for our storage and labeling system but, really? You spent X amount of time, money, sweat and tears on this film and THIS is how you submit it? Way to care people, way to care.

living in a 1-room jungle-monkey cage

So there is this girl who moved into the apartment building a few months before I got here, and when I left it was occupied by relatively quiet, keep to themselves people. The new occupant is now hosting ACTING CLASSES in her tiny one bedroom apartment. Normally this would be a ridiculous delight of amusement, however she has people over every single night and they rehearse, LOUDLY, in her front living room (aka my bedroom in this apartment). We used to have a major problem with the mexican family on the other side of us having fiesta sundays (ie. playing terrible music for the entire day on sunday whilst they sat in their front yard and stared at everyone who walked by) and the way that was dealt with was by putting our own stereo up to the kitchen window and blasting Beastie Boys for 6 hours. Drea has already tried this method and alas, it did not discourage the burgeoning thesbians. Last night I swear to god she had 25 people in there, and when they all got "quiet" to commence their scene I started slow clapping before Drea made me stop. OH MY GOD They are, I am not even kidding, THEY ARE RAPPING AS A TEAM RIGHT NOW. Picture 15, 20 something white kids all cheering each other on as they freestyle rap. This is live blogging at it's best people, it's best!

yeah well you know were on the run

I know it seems completely ridiculous, but this is one of the most beautiful photos I have seen in about a month. I think I gasped when I saw it, and not for obvious reasons, but there is just something about this shot that is so haunting and wonderfully sad I can't seem to stop looking at it. I know this is opening myself up to a whole load of ridicule but seriously, this is a great photograph.
I wonder how long it will be before the mug shot starts appearing in American Apparel campaigns.

suddenly my feet are feet of mud

Last night we went to see Nick and Nora' Infinite Playlist at the arclight. I sometimes forget how wonderfully organised that cinema is (you can pick a seat and you are given the number and no one can sit in your seat but you) and how people who go to that cinema are people who really do love watching movies so follow all the appropriate movie codes (turning off cell phones, no talking etc). The movie itself was very sweet, and didn't overdo the teen speak or make the characters seem too smart or mature for their age. It also made me wish I was thirteen again so I could have a legitimate crush on Michal Cera instead of feeling more like an older sister, or as Drea yell-whispered to me at one point "I AM HIS MOTHER!!" I think the most hilarious point of the whole thing though was when watching the previews, after they showed this one Hannah leaned over and goes "OPENING. WEEKEND." bah ha ha.

we're not ones for busting through walls

We have this sponsor for the festival called Hint Water and despite being skeptical about it when Drea explained it to me before I got here, this water is pretty fantastic. It’s basically just water, but with a HINT of flavour. I am drinking Honeydew Hibiscus right now and it tastes like flowers. Except I thought hibiscus were poisonous to people? Anyway. Last night we went to Carolyn’s for ProRun and Tanked Model with a bit of vampire porn courtesy of HBO (oh man I can’t wait to check my keyword search info tomorrow and see how many people found my blog from searching for VAMPIRE PORN, although that would be better than the other day when I checked and one of the search phrases was “painless ways to die” WTF?). I can’t figure out what part of last night was the funniest, but it was definitely either Drea trying to hear over Kate and Carolyn and having to get Sophia and I to translate to show, Wally nearly knocking him and Sophia down the stairs or everybody crying on Project Runway.

you're thinking, "Christ. He's everybody's girl."

I thought I had finally kicked the jet lag insomnia since last night I slept the whole way through for 8 hours but sadly I woke up at 3:30 again this morning. I thought the exercising would knock me out but maybe I need to start covering my arse by downing some liquor as well. Being back at the Y is quite funny, especially as there is this one area with the machines I like to use that is also prone to attracting these super hilarious beefhead dudes (and before you all make the OBVIOUS joke NO I don't like using the machines for aforementioned dudes) who love to watch their muscles whilst they use the weight training stuff that surrounds my little bike/elliptical machine. I am waiting for the day one of them tries to give me training advice because they mistake me in my baggy t-shirt and sweaty face for the 12 year old boy I no doubt look like. Onto happier news I saw Veronica on saturday! holy crap, she is walking and talking (sort of) and I haven't laughed my arse off so bad as I did when Amber put her in her Halloween costume, which is pretty safe to say, will blow your face of with hilarious cuteness when you see it. I was cameraless at the time so you'll just have to wait for the evidence. OH MY GOD I AM TIRED. We've got our first friday event on friday night (wow who would have guessed?) and it should be pretty sweet since one of the themes is Make a Mix. Which means if you make a mix cd and bring it you can exchange it for one someone else has made SEE HOW THAT WORKS? Ingenious.

that makes me want to second guess at a distance

I am going to punch virgin mobile in the effing face. I was going to go off on a complete rant but amazingly am too annoyed and psychotic to even attempt it. GUHHHHH. Also am ready to punch just about anything right now so it is probably for the best we are going to the Y after work so I can run in the same spot with Elastica blaring a million decibles out of my headphones while I wheeze like an old man climbing the stairs and sweat away all of my miserable agression. ASLKHJR349#$@$%DAFFER%T$##%$#
I was planning on blogging about how even more amazing Veronica is now and how hilarious dancing was on saturday night but can't even unclench my brain from the fist it has curled into at this point. I AM SO MAD AT YOU YOU STUPID STUPID DICKFACE OF AN ORGANISATION.