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Who needs a party when I got DORM CUNTS!
Jun. 27th, 2004 01:42 pmWell, so much has gone on in the past couple days that it seems like I haven't written any real post in forever. Anyway, so much has been going on (to be honest though, it really isn't much, but let's just pretend).
I began the day scourging around for stuff to bring on my weekend adventure in Rochester-land. I'd say my whole bag came in handy.
Guinea Pig Zero
Thursday, I got to the hospital after putting gas in the tank and air in the tires of the creeper machine. I did stupid questionairre shit, watched TV and ate a halfway decent dinner (though the best part of the whole meal was the fucking gram crackers). I stayed up until midnight (two and a half hours after 'lights out' was enforced) drawing, listening to music and watched adult swim and old movies on basic cable. I was told I'd be getting up at 7am.
At a quarter to 6 I was woken up. I had a terrible headache from lack of sleep (these fucking hospital beds are the shit, really!) and asked to sleep in just a little longer. I'm back in freaking high school, begging for a few more minutes. Gya.
I shuffled barefoot to the next room and plopped onto the other hospital bed, rubbing the sleep-gunk out of my eyes and trying to stay awake. They took my vitals and started hooking me up with some IVs. I have three bruised holes on my arm/wrist. I had five IV packs pumping into me. Blood being drawn 5 times (at least) every 10 minutes for what seemed like and very well could have been several hours.
They had a really hard time finding a proper vein in my hand and dug around for 15 minutes before they found something, and they stuck it in too far and it REALLY hurt (it was since fixed). They had to put my hand in a heat box that reminded me of that box from Dune, haha. I was being pumped full of insulin, glucose, sugar water, and vitamens E and C
Then the docs came in to hook me with EKGs, a face mask and oxygen finger clip. The fun never ends!
After about an hour or so I started shaking and sweating A LOT and my heart started racing. During the screening a couple weeks ago, I'd started hyperventilating, so this time 'round, they lowered the intesnsity.
This went on for a long time. It was a 7a-1p span. After everything was done, I got more vitals checked, I got my meds for next week, signed more papers, got my parking sticker, ate a very crappy breakfast/lunch (not brunch) that was HUGE but disgusting and I practically inhaled it.
And then I went to Sam's and said "CAN I USE YOUR SHOWER!!!???!!!" And was clean.
Apocalypse FUCK!
The movie shoot went swimmingly. My part was extended (joyously!). TeenApe's tricks couldn't make it, so one of the make-up artists and I got to take over. The script got changed a teensy bit, but here's the jist :)
( my two scenes with TeenApe )
During his monologue in that first scene, he kept fucking up and the one time he started getting it right, the house phone rings and... IT'S A WRONG NUMBER! Swearing commences and we go on. 5 minutes later (during a cut this time) the same person rings again. More swearing and laughing.
When he drags me to the closet, I got slammed against the wall so many times during practice runs... and I smacked my head against the picture of John Stamos twice and almost broke it, haha.
We did a few other scenes before we did the abortion scene, which was so much fun.
Abortion scene was the one everyone told me would be the scene people would remember (and thus I have become a star). It's the most TeenApe had ever done with a girl ! HAHA! yeah!
It was full of watered down blood and the whole scene had to be shot in the shower! It was minorly uncomfortable but I got over it. The blood was cold and TeenApe kept getting his flux capacitor stuck on my fishnets, and he even scratched my thigh with the coat hanger. Ouch! The little TeenApe foetus was great, though! The guy who made it did an excellent job! We got a family picture taken a few times (chris's camera was a little blurred, so I'm waiting on the others to come to my mailbox).
After the scene, TeenApe was nearly spottless and I was drenched in fake blood and wasn't allowed to leave the shower stall until I took a shower and changed clothes. So I got Lauren (Chris's woman) to get my shit from my car and I took a shower. Too bad the door was unlocked the whole time. I had to share the bathroom with cast members who needed desperately to pee.
After we'd gotten all the inside scenes done, we had some downtime where we were just waiting for it to get dark so we could finish things outside. I held cameras and scripts here and there and the last group of shots I held the light. And we finall finished.
And there was much defecation.
I began the day scourging around for stuff to bring on my weekend adventure in Rochester-land. I'd say my whole bag came in handy.
Guinea Pig Zero
Thursday, I got to the hospital after putting gas in the tank and air in the tires of the creeper machine. I did stupid questionairre shit, watched TV and ate a halfway decent dinner (though the best part of the whole meal was the fucking gram crackers). I stayed up until midnight (two and a half hours after 'lights out' was enforced) drawing, listening to music and watched adult swim and old movies on basic cable. I was told I'd be getting up at 7am.
At a quarter to 6 I was woken up. I had a terrible headache from lack of sleep (these fucking hospital beds are the shit, really!) and asked to sleep in just a little longer. I'm back in freaking high school, begging for a few more minutes. Gya.
I shuffled barefoot to the next room and plopped onto the other hospital bed, rubbing the sleep-gunk out of my eyes and trying to stay awake. They took my vitals and started hooking me up with some IVs. I have three bruised holes on my arm/wrist. I had five IV packs pumping into me. Blood being drawn 5 times (at least) every 10 minutes for what seemed like and very well could have been several hours.
They had a really hard time finding a proper vein in my hand and dug around for 15 minutes before they found something, and they stuck it in too far and it REALLY hurt (it was since fixed). They had to put my hand in a heat box that reminded me of that box from Dune, haha. I was being pumped full of insulin, glucose, sugar water, and vitamens E and C
Then the docs came in to hook me with EKGs, a face mask and oxygen finger clip. The fun never ends!
After about an hour or so I started shaking and sweating A LOT and my heart started racing. During the screening a couple weeks ago, I'd started hyperventilating, so this time 'round, they lowered the intesnsity.
This went on for a long time. It was a 7a-1p span. After everything was done, I got more vitals checked, I got my meds for next week, signed more papers, got my parking sticker, ate a very crappy breakfast/lunch (not brunch) that was HUGE but disgusting and I practically inhaled it.
And then I went to Sam's and said "CAN I USE YOUR SHOWER!!!???!!!" And was clean.
Apocalypse FUCK!
The movie shoot went swimmingly. My part was extended (joyously!). TeenApe's tricks couldn't make it, so one of the make-up artists and I got to take over. The script got changed a teensy bit, but here's the jist :)
( my two scenes with TeenApe )
During his monologue in that first scene, he kept fucking up and the one time he started getting it right, the house phone rings and... IT'S A WRONG NUMBER! Swearing commences and we go on. 5 minutes later (during a cut this time) the same person rings again. More swearing and laughing.
When he drags me to the closet, I got slammed against the wall so many times during practice runs... and I smacked my head against the picture of John Stamos twice and almost broke it, haha.
We did a few other scenes before we did the abortion scene, which was so much fun.
Abortion scene was the one everyone told me would be the scene people would remember (and thus I have become a star). It's the most TeenApe had ever done with a girl ! HAHA! yeah!
It was full of watered down blood and the whole scene had to be shot in the shower! It was minorly uncomfortable but I got over it. The blood was cold and TeenApe kept getting his flux capacitor stuck on my fishnets, and he even scratched my thigh with the coat hanger. Ouch! The little TeenApe foetus was great, though! The guy who made it did an excellent job! We got a family picture taken a few times (chris's camera was a little blurred, so I'm waiting on the others to come to my mailbox).
After the scene, TeenApe was nearly spottless and I was drenched in fake blood and wasn't allowed to leave the shower stall until I took a shower and changed clothes. So I got Lauren (Chris's woman) to get my shit from my car and I took a shower. Too bad the door was unlocked the whole time. I had to share the bathroom with cast members who needed desperately to pee.
After we'd gotten all the inside scenes done, we had some downtime where we were just waiting for it to get dark so we could finish things outside. I held cameras and scripts here and there and the last group of shots I held the light. And we finall finished.
And there was much defecation.
