Sunday, February 28, 2010
who meeee?
Saturday, February 27, 2010
need a confirmation
went to my niece's confirmation last night. i haven't been to mass in a while and when i went up to communion, i waved to my niece and turned back to the priest who held, you know, the body of christ in his hand and, well, i blanked. completely blanked. nine years of catholic school and the simplest thing eluded me. so i stared at him for a very long confusing moment and said the only thing i could think of...'thanks.'
eh.
but looking at the young, naive kids getting confirmed, i thought about my own confirmation and the service hours i did, which mostly consisted of working with special needs children. strangely enough the many (one) aptitude tests i took in my youth always pointed me in the direction of working with children, but i was determined to be an actress and despised anything that dared say i should be anything else.
i guess in some way i'm glad that i listened to myself - no matter how stubborn and obstinate and just plain annoying i was - instead of letting an outside voice tell me what to do.
aaaaaand, who's a hypocrite. it's me. true. but, i've come to this conclusion: listening to myself has gotten me this far, so let's give the other a go for a while. seriously, how bad could it be? (time lapse - really bad)Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
cold
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
personality
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
in the mud
ugh...frustrating.
Monday, February 22, 2010
yesteryears
Sunday, February 21, 2010
taking control
so i've decided to attempt this whole control thing. to step up to the plate. to take hold of the wheel. to grab a bull by the horns. and to clean...to clean like the wind.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
the name's travis
hey rookie!
Thursday, February 18, 2010
multiple personalities
here's the thing. i have four resumes. four.
1. my 'writing' resume lists the screenplays i've written that have been produced (that no one has heard of and will probably never make it to the light of day), plays i wrote (in college), and the (few) publications that have come my way.
2. then there's the 'filmmaking' resume which i've decided to make as minimalistic as possible. i've worked on enough projects in film and television to at least have a resume, but i never really know how to list everything without seeming like an over-reaching amateur.
3. my 'acting' resume shows that i have somewhat of a serious background in this profession (see: my undergraduate degree), but this really ain't my thing anymore. i keep it just in case something comes up and actually that has happened lately. i hear of something going on and submit the ol' headshot and resume. and if i were 25, this resume would be pretty kick ass - but i'm not 25. and so, logically, it is not 'kick ass.' it's kind of sad that it's virtually looked the same for the past five years.
4. and then, last and yes least, comes my 'office' resume. all the shit i've ever done gets piled onto this pathetic word document. i've cleaned it up so i don't appear too psychotic or like i'm on the run from the law. the problem is that this is the only resume where i have to actually list dates. for the others, it's all about the work accomplished. that's it. the end. i made a film and put it on my resume and anyone can see it (except that they really can't because i don't have a copy). but for the strange world of working in an office, i can't produce a pile of spreadsheets to show for it so i have to embarrassingly list the (very little) time spent at every godawful place. - the pain is all too real.
in the end, i sent the 'film' resume and mentioned that i have a background in accounting/business in case the job might require a bit of both. i could have sent two separate resumes to show that i can do it all (all not included), but that's when i feel like a misplaced goon. and i guess i could always blame them and their inability to specify job requirements, but instead i just asked for more information. haven't heard anything yet. so...
i've wondered for a long time if i shouldn't somehow compile all this crap into one sturdy cv. but first, i can't see how it would all fit, and second, well, ugh, it just sounds like an annoying attempt at cohesiveness.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
just in case
-have the ability to travel for both medical screening (overnight trip) and egg retrieval (up to one week of travel)
-college educated (must be currently enrolled or received a degree)
-outgoing personality
-serious and committed
-varied interests
-all ethnic make ups and religious backgrounds can apply though greatest need is for Jewish, East Asian and Caucasian donors currently
-BMI no higher than 28
-20-28 years of age
-be in good physical health and have no family history of breast cancer, lupus or prostate cancer
-no use of illegal drugs, no cigarette use within the past year, alcohol abuse or anti depressant use
-no criminal history or outstanding legal obligations '
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
enough is enough
'you have to give it your all. always give one hundred percent.
always! go as far as you possibly can every time. but never
- never - give 110%! when you give that extra 10%, you're
taking it away from someone else. so stop at 100. that's good
enough...okay, let's start tonight with the fairy dance sequence.'
Monday, February 15, 2010
i can see clearly now the rain is gone
Sunday, February 14, 2010
muriel mariel muriel
nuff said.
v day
Saturday, February 13, 2010
oh, the pain
Friday, February 12, 2010
under the weather
Thursday, February 11, 2010
don't give me no attitude
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
this fine city...
get in shape girl
lions and tigers and -
Sunday, February 7, 2010
well, ain't that precious
when i grow up i want to be a...
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Saturday, February 6, 2010
it's only temporary
Friday, February 5, 2010
we'll call you...
drug wars
just say it!
Thursday, February 4, 2010
love cuts just like a knife
i think the shock was obvious on my face because the three people sitting in folding chairs answered my unasked questions - i was to fill out a form on a clipboard sitting on a table to my right. i plunked down and filled out the form and waited until the manager called me and another girl back to his office for the pre-interview. he looked over our forms and asked what we thought our communication skills were on a level from 1-10 (i said 8, because really, i never know how to answer questions like that). he thanked us and asked us to return to the folding chairs and wait.
and then the interview/application/lecture/info-mercial/class began. one at a time, he asked us to sit around the desk, specifying the angle and distance. walking up to the desk i realized what the company was all about - yep, you guessed it...knives.
at the end of the lecture, we were excused to go back to sitting against the wall. the manager walked around and showed us all his wristwatch and asked us if we were good on time. we were asked to fill out yet another form and were to see him one at a time so he could tell us if we got the job or not (based on eye contact, participation, posture, and if we smiled enough during the lecture). the form asked point blank if we wanted the job, and i said no - commission work ain't my thing. i walked into his office and he saw the form and thanked me for coming in.
i wonder if i would have gotten the job.
is it legal to advertise for a drug mule?
i expected a local millionaire looking for a charming girl friday to hop around town taking care of daily tasks...um, no.
i received an email back from 'ron' with a job description that stated that the persons would be required to do such things as receive correspondence, fill in forms and papers from the manager's instructions, mail packages out, and receive money for each package shipped. and yet for a job 'description,' i still knew very little, especially about these elusive packages they keep talking about. but i clicked on the provided link anyway and registered (it did not require a social security number).
without any other correspondence from 'ron,' i received an employment agreement from 'karl.' it had no real information, but did include some interesting line items:
we shall see...
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
the jury is still out
i had to answer the expected questions, such as: name of employer (i left that blank), education background, state of my birth, had i ever served on a jury - real or mock (no and no), religious affiliation, and if i or anyone in my family had ever worked for an insurance company. it was difficult, but i passed with flying colors.
i got called for (mock) jury duty on tuesday. i received an email telling me where to go, what time to be there, how to dress, etc. the dress code called for business casual (obviously made clear to the woman taking shots of cherry coke in the back of the room dressed in pajama bottoms and crocks).
we were there for a strict four hours, from 9-1 and in that time both lawyers gave their arguments with photos and drawings, stated what witnesses and defendants claimed, and were very polite to each other. we were even allowed to ask questions throughout.
and then we got to deliberate. oh, the pain. a gentleman with drunk hair and a constant 'wait, what?' expression stated several times that he could rationalize and explain the entire situation with a mathematical equation so everyone ignored him. the group passively selected the jury foreperson on the grounds that the forms sat in front of her at the table - but no worries. the hippie who drank tea (i think) out of a mason jar quickly usurped the position. the hippie and pajama lady both thought the entire thing was bullshit and refused to allot any (theoretical) moneys to the plaintiffs, math guy didn't realize that we stopped talking to him and continued on and on, i realized halfway through the deliberation that there was a baby monitor on the refreshments counter along with a video camera recording us, two women talked about the really cute handbags they wanted to buy (but were way too expensive), and on top of it all we ran out of time.
in the end, i went home and forwarded the job post to a friend of mine in case she wanted to give it a shot.