Got up at 8 am this morning. Meeting producer and director of Garden Party at their hotel for breakfast. I’m consulting for them on a website they’re considering starting. Breakfast is yummy (particularly good orange juice), and they’re easy to talk to. Questions aren’t too hard, thank goodness. Laremy shows up later to interview them about their film. Laremy’s knowledge of film history is expansive. Compares the writing in the film to “Lebowski” repeatedly. I have no idea who Lebowski is. I’m not sure these guys do, either.
This one time, at Sundance, Laremy and I were supposed to interview some band on camera together. He told me about it that morning, and I was like, “Should I prepare questions?” and he was like, “No, no. Just follow my lead. It’ll be fine.” Ten minutes before the interview, Laremy’s like, “You know, I think it’ll be better if you just do this yourself.” And I’m like “???”
I was unprepared, and the band was nervous and sober and not at all chatty. It was a total disaster. The whole damage report is available, in all its grueling detail, here. The lead singer of the band later apologized to me on her blog.
well, before the show fran, rob and i got double interviewed by sasha and laremy from film.com. sasha and i seemed to be on the same wavelength when it came to the comfort levels we felt through out the whole process. laremy took over the second half and i basically kept my yapper shut except for when the microphone got put in front of my face and i mustered out, “ditto”. i wish i had gotten to talk to sasha after the interview to apologize about how bad i am at talking with the cameras on.
Yeah. It was bad.
After breakfast I am going to clean my house, do laundry, and go shopping. What I actually do is nap for two hours.
Then I get up and go to Target. (See: Target Disaster)
Return home, get the mail, walk the dog, watch Jon & Kate Plus 8 on my DVR for two hours. Am exhausted. Have not cleaned or done laundry. Mail has a lot of bills. And it’s not that I don’t have the money, it’s that paying bills is an overwhelming and confusing process for me. I don’t know why. I just get flustered. I have a terrible credit rating, and it’s not because I can’t afford to pay my bills, and it’s not even that I mind parting with the cash, it’s that I don’t pay my bills because paying bills is just a scary process for me for some reason. So many account numbers. So many checking accounts. So many passwords and so many websites. My brain short-circuits. I can’t navigate it. Instead I put “pay bills” on the to-do list for tomorrow.
Heading up to a BBQ on my building’s roof-top deck (yeah, the one I got invited to yesterday) and then out to a girlfriend’s house for Ladies Game Night. Look at me! I have friends!
