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mommy? do camels have toes?
2006-06-27 : 11:07 am

I remember a time when I had full minutes during the day to myself... Sigh... no longer.

I have none time to update but I couldn't let this morning's events go by unblogumented.

So, since I've moved into this apartment a week ago I have been the backup, in-a-pinch actress for all student filmmakers living in or near this apartment. There is a video field production class going on right now and I'm in several of the films being made. Well, the videos being made. I feel it should be noted that I am not a good actress, I am simply here.

So I was up until 2:30/3 this morning catching up on all the work I've completely ignored and blown off during the past week and a half at one of my seventeen jobs. (It's 'cause I was sick! It's 'cause I moved! It's Bean's fault! It's finals week!... oh okay fine I just suck.) I promised my roommate Ryan, however, that I'd be in the shotgun ending of his project.

I feel, unfortunately, that I should probably fill you in on what his film is about. I'm sorry. His film is about him going on all these dates and none of them working out at all. In one scene, the scene where his date insists that he looks like Topher Grace (he does) over and over again, and where the waiter insists that he looks like Elijah Wood (he does) I play this random wasted woman who practically falls into the scene screaming in this drunk, wobbly voice that he looks just like Gary Sinese (he does). Then he and I randomly start laughing this halted, fake maniacal laugh. You know, the kind where it's just a series of "HA!"s, then he instantly stops laughing and turns back to his date and I fall off my chair.

It's not exactly brilliant filmmaking, but... well, let's just keep it at that.

So, dude shot all this footage for his project without having any idea of what the ending would be. Naturally, under the pressure of time, he came up with the absolutely most ridiculous fucking ending imaginable, (being, of course, after all these dates he ends up with my character) which is why at 9:00 this morning, after having been up for literally about 5 minutes... maybe 7, and barely knowing my own name I'm so overtired, I found myself swinging on the swingset next to Ryan in the park across the street from my apartment, having kicked not one but TWO children off the swingset so we could shoot there, yelling in this weird, wobbly drunk voice, "AND SO THE CAMEL SAYS, THAT'S MY TOE!!!!!" and then laughing maniacally with Ryan while we swung higher and higher and he called out, whimsically, "We're swingers!"

I really feel I may have done harm to children this morning.

So then we took over the jungle gym and took many shots of us sliding down the slide, laughing maniacally the whole way. Ryan thought it was fitting to tell the nannies that we were doing a documentary on Autism. I thought it wasn't, so I made him refrain. Sometimes Ryan crosses the line a bit. If you hadn't picked up on that.

Anyway, it was a bizarre and wholly mortifying morning, but if I hadn't been made to get up and immediately go to the park I'd probably still be sleeping. I'm pretending that would be a bad thing.