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| How did this happen, is Oklahoma secretly not its own state?
You are 73% REAL Texan!! You're way more Texan than average. You're parents were probably from here too. We're glad to have you. You probably go to the border for Christmas shopping and are well versed in BBQ, Mexican Food and .. well thats pretty much it.
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| Spurred on (ooh, should not have used that phrase I'm sad all over again, boo Dallas, boo!) by Wendi's request, herewith I grant thee news from LaLa Land. I've accepted a job in the biz of show! Yes, after not so much pavement-pounding (it's scary how not difficult it's been) and little-to-no hoop-jumping I will be starting work on June 5th at a little film advertising company called Mob Scene. Catchy name, eh? It's a new company but the co-owners have almost two decades of experience working in the big time studios (Fox and Sony, to be exact) and they decided to go off on their own to produce and edit behind-the-scenes shows, promos and trailers for big features (the new Will Ferrell movie to name one). Being a young company there was much talk of advancement in the interview process and so many other pros that they far outshined the cons, which come to think of it number zero. It's in Beverly Hills (sadly not 90210, just 90212--so close!), literally 10 minutes by bus from my apt (see ya gas every 5 days), the pay is equal to what I'm earning now, my hours are an awesome 9-6 (so long 5am wake-up calls!) and the vibe there is so casual it's ridiculous (The return of filp-flops to work is upon me!). As you can tell by the abundance of exclamation points I'm beyond giddy about this.
So basically this is an amazing opportunity for me to work my way up an avenue of the entertainment industry that I've always had an interest in but never knew how to pursue. Who knows where it will lead, maybe I've found my niche, but I'll still plug away at writing in my spare time. I am tres excited about the new job but wanted to hold off on telling everyone about it until I got the final word (in the back of my mind I thought it might jinx my chances if I started gushing). Sorry for the delay, I do want to keep you all in the loop and am always checking LJ for everyone's updates. Perhaps now that I'll be more entrenched in my career industry of choice it will lead to better journaling :) | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| Which is an exaggeration to the nth degree. While the PA job was an amazing experience that told me I definitely made the right decision coming, I'm not going to think I've "made it." Realism, that's something I need to keep in check out here. I'm still slaving away at the desk job at UC Irvine Medical Center and sending out resumes for any and all entertainment-related jobs I can find.
The PA job turned out exactly as was expected, I was everyone's bitch...er, gopher. What I didn't expect was that no one really treated me like one. Even being a professional production virgin I felt ingratiated to "the club" even after the first day. I found that people develop camaraderie quickly. I guess the early morning call times of 5 am and 12+ hour days really lends itself to that. I also think we all had an "in this together" feeling because it was an outdoor location in ass-cold canyon country plus an hour drive to the set. The ranch where we filmed is apparently pretty famous, being used on a number of western-era shoots, and the canyon area was gorgeous but it was funny how the whole production felt rushed due to being dependent on daylight and the fact that the weather decided to be spotty at best and outright brutal at worst. The first day of the shoot had to be cancelled because there were torrential downpours all over LA and rain turns canyons into rivers. Finally got going the next day and was literally thrown in the deep end. Made sure to pick up production terms quickly (had no idea what a grip did exactly, now I know it's really just a fancy name for a PA who does more heavy-lifting of electrical equipment) and talked to everyone I could from the stunt/weapons guy to said grips. In only three days of working with these people I really felt like I made a good impression so hopefully more jobs will come about through my new connections.
Regarding mingling with the "stars" can't really claim that anyone A- or even C-list was involved in this production. More G-list. You might recognize some of them from small roles in random things but they certainly weren't Us Weekly-famous. Here are the three main actors' IMDb listings: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001166/, http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0611889/, http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0935955/. It was interesting to observe how the "talent" (anyone on camera) tended to stick to themselves. Same with the crew. I really got to know the other PAs, camera people stuck to their own, make-up/hair etc. Other noteworthy cliches, I got to fetch coffee for the actors. Now I've truly been inducted into the Hollywood system. It felt like rush all over again. I wonder how long it'll last. Just counting the days until I get my jersey! :) | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Coldplay - What If | | Security: | | | Subject: | My New Apartment | | Time: | 01:27 pm | | Current Mood: |  ecstatic |
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| Update the first, I found a place to live! I'm moving in gradually starting next weekend. Our story begins about a month back when I went in to "the city" to check out a few living situations I'd found on craigslist. "The city" being LA, which it's called by everyone else besides me; I've been calling everything outside LA "the sticks" or "the 'burbs" which is probably due to my antsy need to actually live in a true LA zip code so it's skewed my view of things. Didn't look at any studios or one-bedrooms as I've resigned myself to the fact that I won't be able to have a place to myself, at least not for the price and location I would like, but I'm really excited about my new roommate so I don't mind the compromise.
There were three house/apt share possibilities I'd narrowed down from the gazillions on craiglist. You really have to be finicky with some of these listing, as I quickly found out. The first one was in the Valley and even driving by I knew it wasn't the place for me. Unkempt lawn to begin with and the house was pretty shambly. Quickly proceeded to the next house which was about a mile from Venice Beach. Really great location, grocery and other shopping within walking distance and being uber-close to the beach is, of course, very cool. Sadly even though the room was HUGE (although with a teeny closet, but would've led to me getting to buy a cute armoire) and the roommates seemed cool the house was a little dirtier than I'd like. Everyone who knows me well knows how much of a Virgo I am (read: neatfreak) so even the pros could not outweight that con. Also two of the roomies were college students so I could just see me turning in to their mother, picking up after them and doing all the cooking. No thank ye.
The final place was an 2 bed/2 bath apartment share with a girl in Westwood, just a stone's throw away from UCLA and Beverly Hills. I initially had my heart set on a house and was trepidacious about living with only one roommate, but as soon as I saw the apartment complex (cute little 8-unit on a tree-lined street), inside the apt (adorable kitchen and the whole place is HUGE, esp my room, which is surprising since it's an older complex) and met my new roomie Kelly I knew this was the right choice. She was also apprehensive about living with a stranger but we hit it off famously and found that we have more in common from a love of TV to both having a harem of gay boys :) Very excited to have found such an ideal place to live, almost too good to be true. I guess there are some downsides in that there's no washer/dryer in the apt so I'll have to head to a local laundromat which will be a first for me. I'll just chalk it up as yet another new adventure. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| I don't even think Ralph was an option. It should be, he's got the best lines. "Was President Lincoln okay?" "Teacher, Lisa's dancing is making my feet sad." C'mon!
| You Are Barney | 
You could have been an intellectual leader...
Instead, your whole life is an homage to beer
You will be remembered for: your beautiful singing voice and your burps
Your life philosophy: "There's nothing like beer to give you that inflated sense of self-esteem." |
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| I've been here a little over a month and sadly no celebrity sightings to speak of, unless you count the psuedo-celebrityness of soap stars, which I don't since I'm not a viewer of such things. For those of you out there who do, there was some guy from One Life to Live (he plays Duke) and a girl from Days of Our Lives (Bo's daughter) at a taping of Soap Talk I attended. Yes, it's a talk show about soap operas (that title is a stumper) which airs on SoapNet, again something completely off my TV-watching radar. It was my first time as an audience member at any kind of professional taping which was interesting, but it would've been way more fun to be at a Will & Grace-caliber show.
Regarding job prospects I'm happy to announce that I've gotten my first offer to be a production assistant. It's for a short film and low-budget but the people involved have really extensive backgrounds in the industry so it's going to be a great first-time experience for me. It's shooting next week and as soon as I'm done I'll definitely be eager to gush about everything via the blog. Yes, I've made such promises for immediate blog-ification before but I don't have much else to do on my down time these days other than sit in front of a computer. | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| Which Sci-Fi ship crew do I belong on? The one created by Joss Whedon of course!
 | You scored as Serenity (Firefly). You like to live your own way and don't enjoy when anyone but a friend tries to tell you should do different. Now if only the Reavers would quit trying to skin you.
Serenity (Firefly) | | 81% | Deep Space Nine (Star Trek) | | 69% | Babylon 5 (Babylon 5) | | 63% | FBI's X-Files Division (The X-Files) | | 63% | Millennium Falcon (Star Wars) | | 63% | Nebuchadnezzar (The Matrix) | | 63% | Andromeda Ascendant (Andromeda) | | 56% | SG-1 (Stargate) | | 50% | Bebop (Cowboy Bebop) | | 50% | Moya (Farscape) | | 50% | Galactica (Battlestar: Galactica) | | 50% | Enterprise D (Star Trek) | | 38% | </td>
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| Christmas and the days preceding were a blur. Spent some time with Cori while she took care of last-minute errands and did some final shopping myself. Cori had a coloring and haircut scheduled for Saturday and since I was in serious need of a cut they squeezed me in. Was finished way before Cori so took a stroll around the shops and picked up a few things from the chemist (a.k.a. drugstore, adopting entirely too many Aussie words in to my own vernacular, I'm going to become a pretentious American using foreign slang, the spelling is bad enough). Later that night was Christmas with Paul's family. Felt very lucky for them to include me on the festivities and everyone was incredibly ingratiating. His family has more younger members than I'm used to at my own family gatherings, so the vibrancy was great. Several kids under the age of 10 and most of his cousins were in their 20's and early-30's. I've always found my family's holidays to be relatively sedate (when there aren't a dozen people trying to talk over each other) so this was a welcome change. Dinner ended up being a more “American” meal with Turkey and ham rather than cold seafood selections like I was led to believe a few months prior to arriving. Apparently Paul's mother decided to change the menu after hearing I would be there.
The next day we went to Paul's grandfather's house in a more rural area of Victoria north of the city. Here we had a seafood lunch and I found myself indulging in a few more prawns than I would normally back home. Wonder if there's something different about seafood here that is making my taste bud palate do a 180. Will have to conduct further experiments in to this sudden change. While out in the country observed some native Aussie animals such as the kookaburra, which were in abundance in the backyard. Their call is very distinctive and sounds similar to a laugh, almost hyena-like, and I recall something from my childhood where I learned a song about it. A line kept running in my head and then someone sang it briefly so I know I'm not crazy. Also drove by a field of kangaroos! The roads there have kangaroo crossing signs not unlike we have deer crossing signage. All of this was very exhilarating for me and resulted in a lot of picture-taking but not so much for the natives. Paul's brother equated it to them getting excited seeing squirrels (which don't exist in Oz) when they were in the states. A valid and understandable comparison. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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