Saturday, April 16, 2005
Wish I was in New York |12:33 AM|
Well, the last time I tried to post something, something terrible went wrong and I lost several pages of update. I'll just have to retype them later.
At this time, my fellow crew member Joe W. is somewhere in New York. His flight up there was the culmination of several months of on/off filming, as well as a hellish week of no sleep and a lot of work on a movie in post production.
I'm not in New York. I did the "responsible" thing and realized Joe going to NY was more important to my fellow crew members than it was to me. It certainly didn't help at the time that we were all fucking tired.
Eh, I didn't need to skip work on friday, especially since I was sick as a fucking dog earlier this week. Not to mention, my girlfriend would have pulled a variety of important organs out of my abdominal cavity, had I decided to skip our date friday night in favor of spending 36 hours in New York.
While being able to say "Yeah, this morning at 2AM I had to get my director on a plane and throw it at New York to make the deadline" has a certain magic to it, the lost adventure of a sudden depature 2000 miles away has a bit of a sting. If only because it was my dough.
Instead of lamenting this too much, I started picking up my phone when people call me, even though I hate the fucking phone. While this may not seem like much, to some people it came as a suprise. It may also not seem to be related to why I didn't go, but just trust me on it.
The real important part of all this is that our entry into the film contest made it to the P.O. Box on time. That's the only thing that mattered, in the end. A shot at national distribution and exposure, a completed project, that's all worth the bank roll hit, the ruffled feathers, and a longing to be someplace that I could not.
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