10.18.2005
Mood of the Moment: cold...*walks over and puts on Steve's jacket*...make that good...
Music of the Moment: Rise Against - Swing Life Away (acoustic)
Yea, so I appologize for the fact that I have failed to put anything on this blog for the past while....hmmmm....my problem now is the fact that I have done quite a bit, and I wish to relay it to my handful of faithful readers...but I just really dont feel like typing a novel here on the blog...so I shall have to find some happy medium. Let's see...should I go in chronilogical order, or order of importance? Well I kind of suck at putting things that happened several days ago in chronological order, but it is also hard for me to put them in order of importance. I am also having a hard time remembering where I left off , therefore I shall start with last Thursday night...
Yea, last Thursday night I went into work at six...because I was scheduled at six, and therefore it is the natural order of things that I should arrive and clock in at six. Scott was also scheduled at six. Scott, however, obviously does not agree with me on the natural order of things. When I arived I recieved a message from Will that Scott had called and was going to be late, but that if nothing else he would at least call at 8, if he wasn't already there. I proceeded to go about the usual Thurday stuff. I built the trailer packs for the films that were to be aired the next day, and attached them to the films that Will had so graciously built that day...I got all the new schedules...I found out which movies needed to be broken down that night...I moved the movies that were to be screened that night to the placed that they were to be screened at...and then there was nothing left that I could do until the end of the night. So I went downstairs and bugged my boyfriend for a bit. In case you haven't figured it out, by this point it was far past 8 o'clock. At 10 o'clock I finally got a call from Scott saying that he would be there in 30 minutes...there was no explanation of where he had been all night, and no appologies. An hour later he showed up...he was just in time to ask me if I had done everything and to start the preview of his movie. Although it is awefully convenient how his girlfriend was with him...so yea, at the end of the night after I had watched my movie (I had to fix a sensor tape in it...grr) I came upstairs and noticed that his was already done as well. He said his movie sucked badlly...that made me happy....because I liked my movie (I watched Elizabethtown, he watched the fog)but yea, then he decided to take a tone like he had been hard at work all night and was tired...a sort of hateful toneand was like "yea, you can either break down Emily Rose or you can get your strapping young man there to halp you move all of the films to where they need to be...but you need to decide sometime in the next oh say 30 seconds because I dont feel like being here all night so I need to know." Yea...those of you that know me, know that it is very hard to make me mad...it is difficult to annoy or irk me...it is excessively hard to actually make me angry...but that statement, made in that tone, that made me angry. I mean I was beyond pissed. I wanted to flat out smack that superiority complex right out of his system...but what did I do? I bit my lip, I looked at Steve, and I asked if he would like to help me move movies, then I told Scott that we'd move movies if he broke down "Emily Rose." So we did that, then Scott and I went around and allegedly six projectors each, even though I counted, and I so did seven and he did 5...but anyway, then Scott left...at this point it was around 3:15am. I still had to do letters since I hadn't had anyone there to thread or keep an eye on the film earlier so that I could do it during my shift (doing letters is the term we use for when we change the letters on the massive sign out front of the theatre that tells what we are playing, you know, the one that you can look at as you sit at the stop light on hanes mall blvd...we also call it the marquis, depending on how official we feel like sounding). So yea, thursday night I left the theatre at about 4am. I then prodeeded to go to Waffle House for some hashbrowns...and guess who was there? Scott and Johnson (johnson = Amanda Johnson, Scott's girlfriend, ex-wynnsong-projectionist, and fairly good acquaintence of mine). Oh it's amazing how his attitude changed...he was all happy and didn't seem to be tired anymore...there was still no explanation as to why he was late, and no appology...nothing...so yea...I'm still quite angry with him for that.
So yea...Friday, I know that I worked....but I dont remember anything else...
Saturday...I worked the day shift, but I took some clothes with me to change into. I left work thirty minutes early so that Sean, Steve, and I could drive to Raliegh. What was in Raleigh you ask? Well that would be Def Leppard. Yep, we wet ot the Def Leppard/Bryan Adams concert. But it gets better. We paid 24.50 a piece for yard tickets, right? Well when we got there...through some rather miraculous chain of events, we ended up as VIPs yep...I have the bracelet to prove it. It was awesome. We got free food and drinks, chilled in the VIP lounge, and better seats...it was beautiful. There was one amusing time when Stephen was like "There is this dude over at the bar that keeps checking you out....I wanna kick his a--..." and he was dead serious....but I got him to calm down...I thought it was kinda cute...hehe...but yea....the whole thing rocked...
Sunday I...uhhh....hung out with Steve....surprise surprise....we saw the fog, went and got something to eat and just generally hung out for a bit. We talked about future stuff. He mentioned the military again. Last time he said something about it I told him that I didn't like it, but that I couldn't stop him...and this time when he said something he looked at me and was like "and dont tell me that you can't stop me...because you are right now..whether you mean to or not..." it took me a second to see what he meant by that...but when I did it made me happy to hear.
Yesterday I went up to the old High School for 4th period, so that I could chill with the theatre class. I seriously was surprised at how many people were like "DeAnna!!!" It was cool....I felt loved. Yea, I so couldn't remember what period Jennifer had Library assistant, so I went and asked and the lady was like "she has it frst period"....grrr. So I had no Idea where to look for her, or any of the other people that I would have liked to see, so i just went back to the auditorium. Then I came home and then went somewhere with my g-ma. Then up to Hot Topic w/Sydney just to look around, then to work to find that Steve was already there waiting for me. Work last night was very entertaining. Steve decided that it was time to burn another standee. We'd done it before...it wasn't a big deal. So Steve, me, Sean, and Ben all went outside to watch Ms. Diaz go up in flames. It was beautiful...until the cop came. Then the firetruck...yea.....Turns out that there is a city wide level 6 ordinance that states that it is illegal to burn anything without authorization in the city of Winston-Salem...yep...long story short Matt ended up taking the fall and got a citation and fined $100, which Steve offered to pay. So yea. I kinda felt bad...but when you think about it, it's really just stupid. I mean...the firetruck arrived to fight a fire that, at that point in time, was about 6 inches tall. geez...
So yea...this morning I woke up, sat around, ate, and blogged...whew....and now I'm going to go rest my bloody fingers for a bit and then go meet Steve at the theatre at 5. Til later...
Much Love,
DeAnna
Music of the Moment: Rise Against - Swing Life Away (acoustic)
Yea, so I appologize for the fact that I have failed to put anything on this blog for the past while....hmmmm....my problem now is the fact that I have done quite a bit, and I wish to relay it to my handful of faithful readers...but I just really dont feel like typing a novel here on the blog...so I shall have to find some happy medium. Let's see...should I go in chronilogical order, or order of importance? Well I kind of suck at putting things that happened several days ago in chronological order, but it is also hard for me to put them in order of importance. I am also having a hard time remembering where I left off , therefore I shall start with last Thursday night...
Yea, last Thursday night I went into work at six...because I was scheduled at six, and therefore it is the natural order of things that I should arrive and clock in at six. Scott was also scheduled at six. Scott, however, obviously does not agree with me on the natural order of things. When I arived I recieved a message from Will that Scott had called and was going to be late, but that if nothing else he would at least call at 8, if he wasn't already there. I proceeded to go about the usual Thurday stuff. I built the trailer packs for the films that were to be aired the next day, and attached them to the films that Will had so graciously built that day...I got all the new schedules...I found out which movies needed to be broken down that night...I moved the movies that were to be screened that night to the placed that they were to be screened at...and then there was nothing left that I could do until the end of the night. So I went downstairs and bugged my boyfriend for a bit. In case you haven't figured it out, by this point it was far past 8 o'clock. At 10 o'clock I finally got a call from Scott saying that he would be there in 30 minutes...there was no explanation of where he had been all night, and no appologies. An hour later he showed up...he was just in time to ask me if I had done everything and to start the preview of his movie. Although it is awefully convenient how his girlfriend was with him...so yea, at the end of the night after I had watched my movie (I had to fix a sensor tape in it...grr) I came upstairs and noticed that his was already done as well. He said his movie sucked badlly...that made me happy....because I liked my movie (I watched Elizabethtown, he watched the fog)but yea, then he decided to take a tone like he had been hard at work all night and was tired...a sort of hateful toneand was like "yea, you can either break down Emily Rose or you can get your strapping young man there to halp you move all of the films to where they need to be...but you need to decide sometime in the next oh say 30 seconds because I dont feel like being here all night so I need to know." Yea...those of you that know me, know that it is very hard to make me mad...it is difficult to annoy or irk me...it is excessively hard to actually make me angry...but that statement, made in that tone, that made me angry. I mean I was beyond pissed. I wanted to flat out smack that superiority complex right out of his system...but what did I do? I bit my lip, I looked at Steve, and I asked if he would like to help me move movies, then I told Scott that we'd move movies if he broke down "Emily Rose." So we did that, then Scott and I went around and allegedly six projectors each, even though I counted, and I so did seven and he did 5...but anyway, then Scott left...at this point it was around 3:15am. I still had to do letters since I hadn't had anyone there to thread or keep an eye on the film earlier so that I could do it during my shift (doing letters is the term we use for when we change the letters on the massive sign out front of the theatre that tells what we are playing, you know, the one that you can look at as you sit at the stop light on hanes mall blvd...we also call it the marquis, depending on how official we feel like sounding). So yea, thursday night I left the theatre at about 4am. I then prodeeded to go to Waffle House for some hashbrowns...and guess who was there? Scott and Johnson (johnson = Amanda Johnson, Scott's girlfriend, ex-wynnsong-projectionist, and fairly good acquaintence of mine). Oh it's amazing how his attitude changed...he was all happy and didn't seem to be tired anymore...there was still no explanation as to why he was late, and no appology...nothing...so yea...I'm still quite angry with him for that.
So yea...Friday, I know that I worked....but I dont remember anything else...
Saturday...I worked the day shift, but I took some clothes with me to change into. I left work thirty minutes early so that Sean, Steve, and I could drive to Raliegh. What was in Raleigh you ask? Well that would be Def Leppard. Yep, we wet ot the Def Leppard/Bryan Adams concert. But it gets better. We paid 24.50 a piece for yard tickets, right? Well when we got there...through some rather miraculous chain of events, we ended up as VIPs yep...I have the bracelet to prove it. It was awesome. We got free food and drinks, chilled in the VIP lounge, and better seats...it was beautiful. There was one amusing time when Stephen was like "There is this dude over at the bar that keeps checking you out....I wanna kick his a--..." and he was dead serious....but I got him to calm down...I thought it was kinda cute...hehe...but yea....the whole thing rocked...
Sunday I...uhhh....hung out with Steve....surprise surprise....we saw the fog, went and got something to eat and just generally hung out for a bit. We talked about future stuff. He mentioned the military again. Last time he said something about it I told him that I didn't like it, but that I couldn't stop him...and this time when he said something he looked at me and was like "and dont tell me that you can't stop me...because you are right now..whether you mean to or not..." it took me a second to see what he meant by that...but when I did it made me happy to hear.
Yesterday I went up to the old High School for 4th period, so that I could chill with the theatre class. I seriously was surprised at how many people were like "DeAnna!!!" It was cool....I felt loved. Yea, I so couldn't remember what period Jennifer had Library assistant, so I went and asked and the lady was like "she has it frst period"....grrr. So I had no Idea where to look for her, or any of the other people that I would have liked to see, so i just went back to the auditorium. Then I came home and then went somewhere with my g-ma. Then up to Hot Topic w/Sydney just to look around, then to work to find that Steve was already there waiting for me. Work last night was very entertaining. Steve decided that it was time to burn another standee. We'd done it before...it wasn't a big deal. So Steve, me, Sean, and Ben all went outside to watch Ms. Diaz go up in flames. It was beautiful...until the cop came. Then the firetruck...yea.....Turns out that there is a city wide level 6 ordinance that states that it is illegal to burn anything without authorization in the city of Winston-Salem...yep...long story short Matt ended up taking the fall and got a citation and fined $100, which Steve offered to pay. So yea. I kinda felt bad...but when you think about it, it's really just stupid. I mean...the firetruck arrived to fight a fire that, at that point in time, was about 6 inches tall. geez...
So yea...this morning I woke up, sat around, ate, and blogged...whew....and now I'm going to go rest my bloody fingers for a bit and then go meet Steve at the theatre at 5. Til later...
Much Love,
DeAnna
# posted by DeAnna : 2:24 PM
