4 Years

Maybe this is why I've been feeling down all week. I miss you Betty.

Thursday

It's really starting to warm up here in Woburn. A few (very few) of the trees/bushes are blooming and the sky is clear most of the day. I'm going to start riding my scooter around to keep the battery going.

Work is still pretty basic, not much to report. There are 3 glittery blue Jeep Cherokees in the parking lot this morning. Not the kind of thing you see every day. I'll take a pic later if I get the chance.

Sofie is laying in the sunshine warming her belly and barking/growling at everyone who comes through. I'm thinking it might be a good idea to send her to day care one day during the week if this keeps up. Seems she's getting territorial.

Home Again

The husband and Darby made it home safely today. I was more worried about them then I thought I would be. I'm going to miss them and I know Sofie misses them. She goes up to our room and looks for them every night. I know it'll stop but it's sad to see.

I realized I need to be consistent about what I call the recurring nightmare from Phoenix. At one point I called her DASH (dumb ass shit head) and then when she showed back up I called her Heinous Bitch. I'm thinking of going with HB.

Having her there is like fingernails on a chalkboard. I avoid her at all cost and when I accidentally smiled at her I was so pissed at myself (I was in the kitchen and she came around the corner and I didn't realize it was her so I smiled in greeting). I just need to ignore it and be an adult but I will never forget or forgive for Phoenix.

Anyway, we're about to pack it up for the night. I hope something gossipy happens soon. The only news I have is I've started going to the gym on a regular basis. That and the rumor they won't be paying for lunches during shoot is probably false.

Dredging Up Bad Memories

I realized after some searching that I didn't post about everything that happened in Phx - which would then explain why I reacted so badly to DASH (dumas ass shit head) showing up in Boston.

I thought I'd try to rectify that in the next few days. Now I'm not so sure it's a good idea.

All I can say right now is in the 10 years I've been doing this, she is the only person who has ever made me walk out on a job.

This Show Could Really Suck

So, I'm working on a Disney show in Boston. The travel coord is inexperienced and quit, so they hired someone to replace him.

The husband left this morning and I was feeling down about that, so when I walked into the office and see Heinous Bitch Prod Supervisor From Phoenix is the new travel coord I completely flipped. I nearly ran down the hall to the 1st's office, dropped my stuff, fell to my knees, and basically had a panic attack. I told the 1st I couldn't work w/ her, that I'd need to switch offices, all sorts of stuff (the travel coordinator's office is across the hall from mine, but down a bit so I can't see but I can occasionally hear and will most definitely run into her coming and going).

Eventually I calmed down and was able to tell her what had happened in Phoenix. She got the acct in and I repeated the story then let them read the blog emails. Luckily they like me enough to take it seriously and have decided everything she does will have to be in writing.

But can you believe I go 3000 miles away and run into this Demon Fiend the morning my husband leaves? Pray for me (mostly that I don't kill her).

False Alarm

Bill is not doing our project. The asst wrote me with that info and while disappointed, I did take the opportunity to throw in an oblique request for an autograph. Better than nothing...

Bill's Back!

I just got a phone call from an asst at CAA - trying to make sure I have the necessary paperwork for their clients... She had a booking slip for Bill Nighy!!! I haven't heard anything about him getting cast but I so hope he is. Maybe now I'll get my autograph.

Cheap Bastard

One of the office PA's turned in a petty cash envelope that had a case of Atkins bars on it. J decided to check it out and was told they were for the crap-ass POC. She told the acct who said to take it off the envelope - no reimbursement for personal food (the acct and the co-first are on the zone and nutri-system and they buy their own food - the office still isn't buying lunches for anyone).

Anyway, the POC comes back and says T approved it. The acct says fine, put it on a check request and we'll send it to the studio for approval. The POC wants to know why the acct is being such a stickler about it and she points to her food and says "Because I paid for mine. You've got to walk the talk."

The resolution was to put the bars in the kitchen for anybody to eat and as soon as the acct told me, I ran over there and grabbed one. Not that I wanted one, I just wanted the POC to get shafted. When I went back by later the box was more than 1/2 empty. I don't know if people were eating them or if the POC was hoarding them, but I grabbed 3 more and stuck them in my drawer.

I need to stash some more.

Happy Bunny

My asst just sent me 4 pair of Happy Bunny socks. I love them! @ of them actually have the bunny on them and the other 2 are plain, but still cute. I'm wearing one now that matches my t-shirt but my favorite is the one that reads "I'm not saying I'm cool. That's your job."

An Audience of One

The husband says if I want more readers, I have to make my blog purely professional. I have to name names and only write about work-related stuff. I can totally see his point.

I'm just not sure how much I care about having readers versus having a place to vent. When I read other blogs and see comments on them, I get jealous. But the thought of not writing about something because it didn't happen on set is depressing. This blog is supposed to be about me, not the already famous people I work with.

So. I haven't written anything for days and no one has noticed. But I miss it. I guess that's what really matters.