I like looking for new places to live - dreaming up new possibilities. However, the renting, buying, and moving process is pretty crappy.
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I like looking for new places to live - dreaming up new possibilities. However, the renting, buying, and moving process is pretty crappy.
After the nightmare of trying to buy this place, I'm actually really looking forward to cleaning, rennovating, and moving in. There's no way it could be worse than the crap they've put me through for the last six months.
Chances that the above statement will come back and bite me on the ass feel awfully high.
So I came to find out that Japan has several different flavors of Kit Kat. Some are Prickled Plum, Lemon Tart, and Green Tea.
Let's import that!
Ugh. Having a bad day. I have to completely restructure my grocery shopping for work to make it more "healthy," say the producers, who have never said word one in the past seven months of me buying groceries. My clicking knee is now starting to have weird cold flashes, where it feels like someone applying ice to it, which confuses and worries me, because all I have to support myself is a television job where I buy inadequate groceries for producers that don't know how to communicate. And now I found out that fucking Ron Howard's going to adapt The Dark Tower with Akiva cocksucking Goldsman.
I want to go to bed.
:|
You can buy them at Asian supermarkets. They're pretty tasty, even flavors like apple that sound like they shouldn't work. And they come in wasteful yet aesthetically appealing packaging too: individually wrapped portions inside a cardboard box. Japan is years ahead of us.
So, bad things going on down south. I don't know if you all heard about the oil leak in Louisiana, but it's going to kill jobs down there because it's going to stop all the boating that can go out there. Shrimp and oyster beds are all going to be killed.
This is going to be bad....
Yeah, Derek's right on. Sorry. Some of this crap can be confusing if you're outside of it. I get groceries for the crew, and it's turned into a huge part of my job. My weekly grocery runs now include four different stores, take three hours, and require mini-runs throughout the week to accommodate different people. After eight months of fine-tuning this thankless, irritating-as-fuck task, my producers tell my production coordinator tells my assistant production coordinator tells me that I need to do it "better."
:frustrated:
The upside is that the show stops shooting in the beginning of June, so I just need to put up with it for another month. I'm seriously debating never doing production again.
Stop being a slave to NBC, Damu.
Rise above the masses. Rise.
These old high school friends bump into each other after many years. One says he's a lawyer and the other says he works at the circus. "My job", he says, "is to climb on a stepladder behind constipated elephants, stick a fire hose up their ass and loosen them up."
"My God, that's terrible," says his friend, "Why don't
you leave?"
and he answers, "What, and quit show business?"
*jazz hands*
I had to do craft services for a film shoot once. I will not be doing it again.
If it's the same orders DaMU, how about contacting the stores in advance, and have them get the groceries ready for you? Surely L.A. has that type of customer service.
I love grocery stores. I even have a weak spot--some may say an irrational love--for supermarket scenes in film.
Check out this awesomely entitled e-mail from a potential intern. I kind of want to hunt that person down and slap them.
Tell me if this sounds fair...
My little sister drives a 2-door, red sports car. She pays $124 a month in insurance.
For me to get an old black 4-door Honda civic, I would have to pay $300 a month in insurance.
Because I'm male.
Is that fair?