PRIME SUSPECT
My calltime was 10:30AM but I left an hour earlier just to try to sign-up with Healthy Way LA. I got a lady this time, and after seeing everything I brought, she wondered why I was asked to return. She said I could have been admitted based on my tax forms from last year. I always hate it when workers don't seem to get enough training, but in this case, I didn't know who was following protocol.
I was worried about being late for work and I think the social worker noticed. "Are you always this serious?" the worker asked. I just said I was nervous about being late and she understood. She wrapped things up pretty quickly and off I went.
The meter I parked at was already flashing. I put enough money in for 48 minutes, but I went over that apparently. Thank goodness the meter maid wasn't around. I would have hated to get a ticket.
I drove as fast as I could to crew parking and nearly parked in the wrong place because there were some signs for another production on the next block. But I got there a few minutes late and it was all good because people were still in line with the costume department. I got a jacket to be a CSI tech and then had breakfast.
We were shuttled to Fremont Place, a neighborhood in the middle of Wilshire that I had no idea was even there. All the homes were mansions and very well maintained. It looked like old money, but when we got inside the home where we were shooting, it was a Korean family that owned it. It didn't seem like old money to me, but like we said, whether it's old money or new money, it's still money.
I kind of regretted not bringing my own chair because there was ample opportunity to take a nap. I noticed that during one hour shows, the shots take a little longer and the day seems to go longer too. I guess they just need more time to set-up the shots. I only worked one scene where I do a quick cross out of the bathroom where the dead body is.
Then it was lunch time and it got dark so we couldn't really see the food we were eating. That's when I realized how important it is to see your food. There's definitely something to be said for a visually appetizing plate of food. Still, I kind of pigged out because there was fried chicken on the menu.
After wrapping, I drove out to the Landmark theaters at the Westside Pavillion. I was there to watch We Need to Talk About Kevin, but it turns out I went to the wrong theater. That movie was being shown at the Writer's Guild Theater in Beverly Hills. So instead, I watched Midnight in Paris, a Woody Allen movie. It was a typical Woody Allen movie, but during the Q&A with Allen's sister (the producer) and Corey Stoll, they mentioned it was one of the highest grossing Allen films in quite some time.
I bailed in the middle of the Q&A because I'm so cheap, I didn't want to spend $5 on parking.
I was worried about being late for work and I think the social worker noticed. "Are you always this serious?" the worker asked. I just said I was nervous about being late and she understood. She wrapped things up pretty quickly and off I went.
The meter I parked at was already flashing. I put enough money in for 48 minutes, but I went over that apparently. Thank goodness the meter maid wasn't around. I would have hated to get a ticket.
I drove as fast as I could to crew parking and nearly parked in the wrong place because there were some signs for another production on the next block. But I got there a few minutes late and it was all good because people were still in line with the costume department. I got a jacket to be a CSI tech and then had breakfast.
We were shuttled to Fremont Place, a neighborhood in the middle of Wilshire that I had no idea was even there. All the homes were mansions and very well maintained. It looked like old money, but when we got inside the home where we were shooting, it was a Korean family that owned it. It didn't seem like old money to me, but like we said, whether it's old money or new money, it's still money.
I kind of regretted not bringing my own chair because there was ample opportunity to take a nap. I noticed that during one hour shows, the shots take a little longer and the day seems to go longer too. I guess they just need more time to set-up the shots. I only worked one scene where I do a quick cross out of the bathroom where the dead body is.
Then it was lunch time and it got dark so we couldn't really see the food we were eating. That's when I realized how important it is to see your food. There's definitely something to be said for a visually appetizing plate of food. Still, I kind of pigged out because there was fried chicken on the menu.
After wrapping, I drove out to the Landmark theaters at the Westside Pavillion. I was there to watch We Need to Talk About Kevin, but it turns out I went to the wrong theater. That movie was being shown at the Writer's Guild Theater in Beverly Hills. So instead, I watched Midnight in Paris, a Woody Allen movie. It was a typical Woody Allen movie, but during the Q&A with Allen's sister (the producer) and Corey Stoll, they mentioned it was one of the highest grossing Allen films in quite some time.
I bailed in the middle of the Q&A because I'm so cheap, I didn't want to spend $5 on parking.
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