I am so completely stressed out about LINES.
I mean seriously. I'm in France for half the play, you think it wouldn't be that hard. But I can't focus on my lines for more than a minute. This play feels so disconnected.
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it's going to be so pretty when it's finished, though.
RANDOM BLOGGING? That is what an lj is for, right?
Went to whidbey island over the weekend and filmed 2 scenes in the ....
torchwood spoof?! my friends and I are making. It's totally ridiculous, we filmed an autopsy in my friend's garage, using a weird jello mixture as guts (plus a gummy heart - the organ - bought in a drug store, in the mood of valentines day) and chocolate syrup. Surpisingly, it looked TOTALLY REAL. =]]] I'm not even kidding.
An excerpt from our script?
"I –
(pours himself a drink and sits down at desk, types something into keyboard) Look at this..
(staring at screen) In the past week alone Rift activity has tripled.
S – What? (Goes to computer) That’s impossible! (Takes I’s seat, as he takes a sip of his drink – or a few sips. Types on keyboard) You’re right. And it’s not just the Russians, the disturbances in time and space are almost constant. 4 missing persons this week. (sit’s back) This can’t be happening.
E – Sorry, what’s going on?
S –
There’s a rift in time and space running between Seattle and Moscow. "
Oh dear.