Still feeling out of sorts after being the Production Designer on a feature that shot in 10 days: The art department came out sleep-deprived, and under-budget.
I:
I:
- lost 7 nails
- lost more than 37 hours of sleep
- put in about 600km on my car, and at least 500 on the production vehicles
- experienced 3 snow storms
- had a flat tire on a uhaul in a snow storm
- mentioned Lost in La Mancha at least 3745 times
- had to pee in a port-a-potty all week
- listened to Silas Marner
- smoked way too much
- lost a lampshade, 2 wine glasses, a flashlight, and a curtain rod
- gained a throw, two sweaters, two shirts, a pair of pants, bookshelves, and curtains
- developed a love for porridge
- need a detox diet (damn you Rancho Relaxo!)
- made some good friends.
- hired some shitty people
- hired some awesome people
Since then I:
- ran about 12km in one day
- read Master Georgie
- experienced the greatness that is Alan Sklar
- returned some bookshelves, clothes, comforters