And we're back

After spending a weekend in a porn studio, going to Century City, smoking again (I KNOW IT'S BAD... but you didn't have my week), video chatting and talking for two hours with my mom, and meeting probably 50 new people, I finally have time to sit and relax. And when I say relax I mean that I have no coverage for class, my treatment is in working condition, my HR article is read, and the screening tonight is over so I can breathe.
Still, I am not sure what I want to do in film or in The Industry (I feel like ominous music should play here). I met a man named Jeff who had a great time with production design and art department on my shoot. He made it fun. I have been toying with the idea of line producing, since that was my primary function on this web series (I will post more as it nears completion). However, I don't know if any sort of producing is for me. Socializing, even if it is something I am adept with, is exhausting. I do not want to spend my whole life uncomfortable. Not when I could work with a crew that I love on a regular basis and live in my head when I'm not on set and write. That is my goal. And I want to make a TV show like iCarly, I think. Or like The Muppet show. Something that is an escape.
Yesterday was a day of really stimulating conversation. As mentioned before, my mother and I talked for nearly two and a half hours. I love my family, and I miss them so much. I don't care where I see them, because I really love LA and I really don't like Rock Island, but I want and need to see them soon. I had an idea for a romantic comedy, and as I hashed that out, I started toying with the TV show I have to write as well. It is a terrible idea and Nick told me so. Nick told me a lot of things--he's like a bag of Lays. You cannot get just one thought out of Nick. You get the whole story of life, the universe, and everything, only from an angry German-American sort of person and not the jovial Brit Douglas Adams. As always, it was fun, though.
Then I talked to Cody--always a good time. I have a collection of older brothers whom I love very much. On a funny note, when I posted earlier this week on facebook asking if I should go to San Francisco or San Diego, my brother figures and my actual brother all picked the shorter, safer drive. Everyone else picked San Francisco. Good to know I've got a group who has my back somewhere in this world.
So I learned a lot from three people who are in Illinois right now. I feel like, at some point in my existence, there needs to be a tangible, reachable place where I can have The River, public transit, and everyone I love in one place. It's never going to happen, but this place is wonderful and it's the capital of Samland. I call it Home. It's sort of like the end of Big Fish when Edward goes to his river at the end. But less sad and more full of life.
This probably doesn't make any sense. I am going to go to sleep now. Hopefully, I remember to post more than once every two weeks. Here's to another adventure!