| My Birthday Party!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[11 Feb 2005|12:51pm] |
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TRANSMISSION: KISSING CREATES VIBRATIONS FROM THE DEPTHS OF SPACE
The Galaxy has been disturbed from it's natural state. All Phenomenauts data points to earth and it's inhabitants for this occurrence. It has been proven that only a kiss could spin the solar system out of control. To bring the universe back to order it is going to take some very experienced kissers with the chemistry to manipulate the cosmos.
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The Command Center presents...
Sat Feb 12
The Anonymous Make Out party...
The Phenomenauts
Prima Donna (LA)
The Mouth-Offs
Mykee Ramen
Special guests
18+/cool grandfathers only please...
due to the content
9pm doors $7 show 9:45
BYOCans
No Jerks
The Command Center
West Oakland
Happy Birthday Mellena!!
MASK REQUIRED:
if you don't bring one,
you will be issued one
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| 3rd Annual Zombie Party |
[26 Oct 2004|11:07pm] |
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The Command Center presents the 3rd Annual Zombie Party
Saturday October 30th 9pm $8 ALL AGES BYOcans NO Jerks!!!
Featuring
Thee Merry Widows
Undertaker and his Pals
The Phenomenauts
and much much more!!!
If you are interested and need directions....let me know
I hope to see you all there!!!!!
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[25 Sep 2003|12:51am] |
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So I am officially moved now. My home phone number is no longer valid (obviously) but my cell phone still is, so don't forget about me.
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| Babies?? |
[12 Aug 2003|07:46pm] |
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Greg's gonna be home in less than 2 days, and I am beside myself with excitement. I found this awesome Super 8 film from NASA of the 1969 lunar landing that I'm gonna give him. It's a little bit of me, and a little bit of him, all mixed together into one. I'd say it's a much more practical mixing of the two of us than a pregnancy. Don't you think?
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| Ha ha |
[23 Jul 2003|07:22pm] |
7th level of hell....not bad if I do say so myself.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
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| lack of control |
[04 Jul 2003|03:35pm] |
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So, I've been seeing Greg for two months now, for those of you who didn't know that already. He's in this band called the Phenomenauts, and they are from Oakland. They are quite possibly the best live band I have ever seen, and I'm not just saying that cuz Greg's my boyfriend. I swear. Anyone who knows me, knows how much I hate going to shows....I truly HATE going to shows...so when I say a band is good live, believe me. I recommend to all of you that you go and see them play.
Anyways, I went and saw the Phenomenauts play last night for the "last time" before they left for the Warped tour. They played a show for the first release of IM magazine, which they were featured in. It was a fun show. Greg shot my friend Lisa in the eye with silly string during the Phenomenauts set, and nearly blinded her. But she took the pain in stride, refused to leave during the show, and danced around like a champion. I love that girl.
After the show, I drove over to Oakland to wait around at the warehouse until the boys were ready to leave. Everyone was finally ready to go at like 4am. The goodbyes started and ended...and well it was all rather anti-climactic. I don't know what I was expecting really. Driving home I felt kind of empty, and non-chalant about the whole situation. That is, until I woke up this morning, and realized that he was gone. Retarded as it may sound, but I already miss him. He's been gone for like 10 minutes, and I'm totally freaking out. I feel like a total moron. I hate feeling like this. I don't like it when other people have so much control over me and my emotions. You could say that it's my biggest pet peeve. I'm usually really good at controlling that, but it certainly has gotten the best of me this time. He's only gonna to be gone until mid-August, but right now that feels like an eternity. And I feel like such a stupid, stupid girl. Guh, I'm so annoyed with me I could scream. I know there are some of you who are going to read this and lecture me about my horrible need to constantly be in control of my emotions, and yes I know, you are right. It's annoying, and stupid, and pointless 99.9% of the time. So I will save you the time, and tell you that I don't think I could control it with this one even if I tried. I really like him. In my fucked up opinion, I would say that I like him TOO much, but for once in my life I don't mind. Yes, I am annoyed with myself for letting it get this bad, and yes I feel stupid for missing him so much, but I'm happy I'm allowing myself to actually experience all this. It's been a long time since I've felt this way about anyone, and that in itself is a huge deal. I practically deserve an award for fucks sake. Some sort of emotional emmy is in order here people. You betta recognize.
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| No one likes me |
[19 Jun 2003|01:00pm] |
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| temporarystar | | Magic Number | 15 | | Job | Most Hated Person - Ever | | Personality | Multiple | | Temperament | Best Not To Ask | | Sexual | Just Say No | | Likely To Win | The Booker Prize | | Me - In A Word | Devious | | Colour | | | Brought to you by MemeJack |
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I think mine is the most accurate.
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| This is hilarious |
[12 Jun 2003|11:48am] |
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Sorry Pablo, it doesn't look like we are very compatible after all...
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| I love your pasty skin and your clownish hair |
[27 May 2003|07:27pm] |
As I enter, the smell of white powder foundation hits me like a fist... a velvet fist with lacy thingys (all black, of course). What's that I hear? is it Bauhaus? Nonono, my mistake, it's Sisters of Mercy. I LOVE this song. I knew I recognized it. They never got bad. In fact, I wish I had been in Sisters of Mercy almost as much as I wish I were dead, and my eternal soul was hanging out with Poe, Anton LaVey, and Aleister Crowley. That would be so cool. and evil, totally evil. My soul is sooooo black. Ooooh, look at that boy over there... he is so pale and androgynous (I bet he hasnt seen sunlight in at least a few years!)... that is so hottttt. Maybe I should ask him to dance, I hope he knows how to do the snaky hands dance... I cant wait until he is dancing with me while staring alternately at the ceiling and his shoes all the while pretending I don't look smokin' in my latex bodice. I think I'll smoke a clove first, though.
BTW, DeathGuild was AWESOME.
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| Umm....yay me! |
[25 May 2003|09:32pm] |
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So...um...I...uhh...just...umm...graduated, and stuff. So be proud of me dammit.
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| FILM FINALS TONIGHT!!!! |
[16 May 2003|08:57am] |
Don't just think about it -- do it! It's tonight! A great program!
Delicious food and drink! Only $5!!!!!
"SF STATE CINEMA is one of the top film schools in the country"
Entertainment Weekly
"FILM FINALS is the hottest pre-festival in a town full of
great film festivals"
SF FILM Commission
SFSU 43rd Annual FILM FINALS Showcases
Best New Work By Student Filmmakers at a Gala Screening, May 16
San Francisco – Come catch the Bay Area’s young, rising star moviemakers in a one-night only gala event – screening, reception, surprise guests, awards and filmmakers-in-person – when the SFSU Cinema Department presents the 43rd Annual Film Finals Gala Screening, Friday, May 16 at 7 pm in the McKenna Theatre located in the Creative Arts Building on the San Francisco State University campus, 1600 Holloway Avenue at 19th Avenue. A Gala Reception precedes the screening at 6 pm and tickets are $5 for both the screening and reception!!! For tickets, call the Creative Arts Box Office, 415/338-2467.
Come catch the Bay Area’s young, rising star moviemakers in a one-night only gala event – screening, reception, surprise guests, awards and filmmakers-in-person. The films are a dynamic and exciting mix of short narratives, documentaries, experimental work, mixed media and animation. Selected by the department in a marathon three days of previews and critique prior to the show, FILM FINALS is the place where the Cinema Department unveils the best student work of the year. These films regularly go on to national and international acclaim on the festival circuit.
The 43rd Annual Film Finals Gala
Fri, May 16, 7:00 pm McKenna Theatre, Creative Arts Building
Gala Reception: 6:00 pm SFSU Campus, 19th & Holloway avenues
Admission: $5 Box Office: (415) 338-2467
HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| Cabin Fever |
[10 May 2003|08:40pm] |
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I'm going crazy. Crazy I tell you. I'm craving human interaction so bad. Someone please save me from myself.
I know. I'll wait here, yes, that's what I'll do. Someone will come, I know it.
Why won't anyone come? Why?
Oh well, I guess I'll just sit here, and pull my hair out to some show tunes. Show tunes are always fun.
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| SARS anyone? |
[10 May 2003|11:58am] |
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I'm really sick. REALLY REALLY sick. I don't know how, or why, but I am. I've had a 103 fever for 3 days now, and it doesn't want to go away.
If I die, I'm gonna leave all of my belongings to you internet people.
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| I like to look at myself while I'm having sex. |
[07 May 2003|08:31pm] |
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The most obnoxious guy gave a lecture in one of my classes today. He's this director guy who's independent film is getting all this press, and acclaim, and he came in to talk to my class about making independent films. By all accounts this should have been cool. Strike that, it would have been cool, if this guy hadn't been the world's cockiest prick. I know that in order to be a director you have to be pretty full of yourself, but this guy was too much. He talked, and talked about his film, and about himself, and he was so god damned condescending to all of us. He kept saying, oh yeah..I'm so great, I made my film for 20,000 dollars and it was so easy. I'm so great, everyone loves me, and wants to have sex with me. Don't you wish you could be me? He kept stressing the fact that his film only cost 20,000 dollars to make.
He forgot to mention that his parent's paid for it.
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| watch out for the plot holes |
[26 Apr 2003|06:31pm] |
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I just got back from the movies with my sister. We went and saw Identity, and well what can I say...it wasn't very good. I really hate to say that, because I love John Cusack. The previews made the movie look like it was going to be fun, but it totally wasn't. I don't know, maybe it's just me, everyone else seemed to be shocked and amazed. I ruined the movie for my sister ..I figured out what was going on after the first 10 minutes, right down to who the killer was, and proceeded to tell her my theory. She wasn't very happy to hear what I had to say especially when I turned out to be right. Maybe I've watched too many movies...I figured out who the Kaiser was in the Usual Suspects too...maybe I'm just super intelligent...or maybe it's some government conspiracy (they don't want me to enjoy any movies)...or maybe, just maybe, Identity was just THAT bad. I don't know, you tell me.
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| There are no words |
[24 Apr 2003|10:09pm] |
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Today has been the most frustrating day. I woke up early today, after staying up ridiculously late helping Jenny set up her art show, to pick up equipment for my film shoot. I moved my car onto the street last night to save Jenny's parking space, but never ended up moving it back into my garage. I was running extremely low on gas, and was going to fill up my tank on the way to school...
I tried to start my car, but it wouldn't work. The car would turn on, and then stop running. I figured that I was totally out of gas, so I walked to the nearest gas station. After going to three different gas stations I was finally able to purchase one of those stupid gas cans for 15 dollars. It took me a while to figure out how to get the gas from the pump into the can without spilling it everywhere. Needless to say, by the time I was finished I had gasoline all over me. I walked back to my car and attempted to put the gas in my tank. Of course the gas can was totally broken. The nozzle that was supposed to attach to the can was missing a major piece. So after more spillage, I got creative. I grabbed a water bottle from my car, and started transferring the gas from the can to the water bottle. I shoved my finger into my gas tank to keep the hole open, and shoved the water bottle in. It took fucking forever. At this point, I was very late. I didn't even go into my house to wash my hands. I got into my car, and tried to turn it on....of course it still didn't work, so I popped the hood. Low and behold, the positive connector dealie that's supposed to be attached to my battery had fallen off. I started to cry at this point. I got into my car, and called the equipment cage to tell them that I was going to be late. I was so annoyed, that I would have plowed my car into a bus full of children.
I got to school, and ran to the equipment cage. The people who worked there had already put my equipment back. They told me that I had to hand over my production card, and that I was no longer allowed to check out equipment. Then the manager of the cage started yelling at me. I don't know what happened, but I started freaking out. I started screaming back at him, and shoved my stinky gas hands in his face. I told him that I had called, and left a message, and that this wasn't fair, etc, etc.
Long story short, I got my equipment. He hadn't checked the messages, and eventually apologized.
I got home, my crew eventually showed up, and we started setting up the equipment. There were problems from the start...EVERY piece of equipment, from the camera, to the lights were fucked up. The camera motor was put in backwards, the lenses were all calibrated wrong, the lights had mud all over the lenses.....I could go on and on.
The shoot was an absolute disaster. I want to kill everyone, and I hate everything. I think I need to go to bed.
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| The Queen of Electricity |
[23 Apr 2003|06:04pm] |
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I just got a job offer. Ok, well it's not really a job offer, it's more like a - come work on my movie, and do stuff for me- kind of thing. BUT. It's like a real film shoot. The director just won the Best New Director Award at the Durango Film Festival in New York, and there is a huge chance that this film will make it back onto the festival circuit. AND the best part about all this is, I'm not going to be a production assistant; I'm going to be the gaffer. I actually get to do something important. I'm so excited!!
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Jenny and I went to the ASPCA yesterday, and adopted the two fattest cats in the world. They are so freaking cute. I haven't named my kitty yet because I might not get to keep her. Marcos (Jenny's boyfriend) is really allergic to cats, and I guess when she told him that we got cats, he got really really mad. So in order to appease him, she told him that if he didn't want us to have cats, she would take them back. So basically it's HIS decision, which is really lame considering he is NEVER here. Not to mention the fact that it's not his house, nor his decision. So I don't know,I'm super annoyed. For those of you who live in San Francisco, you should come over now, and see the kitty cats before I may or may not have to take them back.
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| From the makers of "Clue" comes "Monopoly: The Movie" |
[15 Apr 2003|10:27pm] |
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This week has been so ridiculously crazy that I don't even know where to start. I have six papers due this week...SIX!!!!!! Not to mention that I had my film shoot tonight. My brain is slowly turning into mush. I went to my Cinematography and Lighting class tonight to shoot my film on the Sound Stage, only to find out that I was only allowed to shoot 50 feet of film. What the Fuck? Fifty feet of film!! I was so pissed when I found that out. So pissed that I sent my actors home, and sulked for the rest of the night. For those of you who aren't film dorks, fifty feet of film will give you a little over a minutes worth of footage, that is assuming that it's all properly exposed. I had to split a roll of film with another girl in my class, who was equally as pissed as I was. I know that San Francisco State is a crappy school, but come on. When the rest of the class found out about the footage situation they freaked out, and told the teacher it wasn't fair that they got to shoot as much film as they wanted to on their projects, and we had to split one measly roll of film. Everyone on my crew told the teacher they would be willing to come in on another day to work on my film. How amazing is that??
The kindness of other people blows me away sometimes. I still can't get over it. Not only did I get to go home early, I get to shoot my film next Thursday off campus with as much film as I want. I'm super happy, despite the fact that I wasted all day yesterday getting props and rehearsing my actors for a film that wasn't shot, when I could have been doing homework. Can you believe that? I'm still happy. Me! Miss, complains more than anyone in the world.
Granted, I now have to re-write my script, find new actors, and film proof my house, on top of writing all six of my papers, but who cares right? I'm way too excited right now to care about any of that shit.
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| I don't know |
[12 Apr 2003|11:53pm] |
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So, I hung out with this boy today that I've been talking to on *gasp* friendster. He's from Pennsylvania, but he sounds like he's from Canada, and well he's just about the cutest thing ever. Anyone that calls soda, pop, is cool in my book. He was all shy, and nervous, it was precious.
That is all for now.
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