2.27.2005
the only redeeming comment of the day:
thomas - (said steven wright style) "but aren't we all radiated anyway? from standing in front of the microwave...'is it done yet?'"
i couldnt stop laughing for some reason.
grad students dont know shit. cept for maybe two. three max, and one of them graduated. i was fucking damage control. set up all the lights, fixed the camera, fixed the mic, fixed the dat, solved all these other stupid problems, and things still went wrong cause people dont know their shit. dont you think you'd want to know your shit before spending 500 bucks trying to make a film? oh wait, they can just convince some stupid kid (me!) to think about all of the hard parts and figure them out.
here are some annoying exchanges:
- ok. since we cant do that, lets move in for the two shot.
- you mean like the one i just had all the lights set up for before you changed shots?
- yes.
- great.
- would we have to move lights back if i want to shoot her lines again?
- yeah, there arent any lights there, anymore.
- there aren't?
- no, (i look to the dark area) there aren't.
- oh, ok.
i didnt slack. i set up everything and took it down and put it away. but i did so in a manner that showed i didnt want to be there. and there was nothing any of them could say about it. it was a weird set. they arent my friends. i dont owe them shit. but i was mainly there just because i blew that girl off in the fall when she asked for help. she must think im really pissed off at her right now, from the way i acted. which is fine with me. im not really pissed off at her, more myself for volunteering my time like that.
this just all makes me glad that school's almost over. no more of this bullshit. im sure other bullshit will take its place, but at least it will accompany, at the very least, 15 dollars an hour.
today could have been put to such better use.
thomas - (said steven wright style) "but aren't we all radiated anyway? from standing in front of the microwave...'is it done yet?'"
i couldnt stop laughing for some reason.
grad students dont know shit. cept for maybe two. three max, and one of them graduated. i was fucking damage control. set up all the lights, fixed the camera, fixed the mic, fixed the dat, solved all these other stupid problems, and things still went wrong cause people dont know their shit. dont you think you'd want to know your shit before spending 500 bucks trying to make a film? oh wait, they can just convince some stupid kid (me!) to think about all of the hard parts and figure them out.
here are some annoying exchanges:
- ok. since we cant do that, lets move in for the two shot.
- you mean like the one i just had all the lights set up for before you changed shots?
- yes.
- great.
- would we have to move lights back if i want to shoot her lines again?
- yeah, there arent any lights there, anymore.
- there aren't?
- no, (i look to the dark area) there aren't.
- oh, ok.
i didnt slack. i set up everything and took it down and put it away. but i did so in a manner that showed i didnt want to be there. and there was nothing any of them could say about it. it was a weird set. they arent my friends. i dont owe them shit. but i was mainly there just because i blew that girl off in the fall when she asked for help. she must think im really pissed off at her right now, from the way i acted. which is fine with me. im not really pissed off at her, more myself for volunteering my time like that.
this just all makes me glad that school's almost over. no more of this bullshit. im sure other bullshit will take its place, but at least it will accompany, at the very least, 15 dollars an hour.
today could have been put to such better use.
Comments:
You seem to be in that burned-out R/TV/F phase man. No more sets for you. Especially not 20-hour weekend type sets.
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