April 19, 2006

i can do it. meh.

I woke up from a dream this morning (involving a Hard Rock Cafe being built within Disneyland, and they had a Flintstones kiddie-ride tie-in on the site, but they weren't playing the Flintstones theme, instead they were playing the song from Fraggle Rock...) in a fit of spastic coughing. It happens from time to time. It's as if drool runs down the wrong pipe, and my reflex springs into action, making my eyes watery while I'm trying to cough it up out of my lungs. It's really a horrible experience - some of you have been unfortunate enough to witness these fits. Sometimes they end embarrassingly (i.e., I vomit into your trashcan).

I should have known that the majority of my day would proceed exactly like that. It's only 10:15am (oh my GAWD, it seems like a lot longer!), and already I've been reacting to several rushes and hiccups at work in the very same spasmotic fashion. See, it's pilot season, so all these prospective productions and hawking their shows to a mess of executives, and I've been tasked with handling their DVD screeners. Oh, and my bosses have also tasked me with handling the scheduling of our brand new digital theater (first screening is today!), and the protocols for scheduling and billing this work has not yet been figured out.

All this while I'm in the middle of coordinating the finish of a problematic direct-to-video feature title, and of course, taking care of all my REGULAR clientele. No wonder I'm breaking down almost every day. Monday was alright. I left just after 7pm feeling really proud of how I handled all the craziness of the day. Yesterday I teared up merely once, after finding out that one of my sessions had been bumped to another room at a later time, effing up everything booked on the title behind it. It will get better, but it's going to be a few weeks of torturous craziness. The weekends are my only respite right now.

away they go
Seagulls leaving the pier at sunset.

Last weekend was great - spent Saturday relaxing, reading and watching Erik work. Then we hit a nearby Goleta beach to take some photos on the pier. It got really windy and chilly out there, so by the time we got back to Erik's MINI, we were ready for some grub. We hit up the local Chili's restaurant and I partook in some yummy soft tacos and a (GASP!) alcoholic beverage!! The Calypso Cooler - it was pretty yummy and left me just slightly buzzed.

vibrance
Flowers in Erik's Mom's garden

Sunday we woke late, got some brunch at Del Taco, and ventured down to Erik's family's house in Studio City for their Easter celebration. I'm not a fan of ham, as a general rule, but his mom's ham just rocked. And his family is so warm, and nice, and inviting that I couldn't NOT have a good time. And after playing around with his gigantic Nazi-dog German Shepherd, Gus, I've found that he's not quite as Nazi-ish as I figured. Just really, really slobbery.


posted by julie at April 19, 2006 10:12 AM


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