Jimmy Says LA is Magical

I need to go verify that.

You may remember back in August when I wrote about filming Cleo in the Universe, the fantastic short film written and directed by our good friend Jimmy Marble. In a serendipitous twist of fate, some of the footage must be re-shot and Jimmy has up and moved his operations south to Los Angeles.

So, off we go!

Tomorrow Ben and I leave on a Virgin America flight (which I heard is like flying in the inside of an iPod) for the glitz and glamour of Hollywood -- to film a movie no less! A shame production has drawn out so long, but like I said, Jimmy claims LA is magical so I'm excited to go verify that.

Jimmy posted the below still from the Super 8mm footage shot over the summer that he's currently editing. Isn't it gorgeous? Hopefully a trailer will be done very soon.

Other photos from the filming of Cleo, by Abiel Hoff and Greg Boudreau:

Next?

The idea of having an easy schedule this quarter has faced some resistance from my sense of unrest with the 'planning what to do next' feeling. I have had a hard time doing just nothing when I know I need to be putting one foot out the SU door and trying to figure out what it is I will be doing in December.

I have been spending a lot of my time emailing with potential employers, printing out resumes, sifting through pictures form Portland to combat homesickness and walking around Seattle saying farewell to all my favorite things. A lot of my time is spent with friends doing very not-so-college-like things. The other night Annie and I stayed in and ate a dinner of waffles and wine while watching Mad Men episodes. Likely, a lot of my mornings are spent sitting in the park reading Garcia Marquez short stories and writing project ideas in my notebook. I fear I've aged rapidly since the end of summer. There just isn't much college kid left in me and the new adult-like me is getting antsy for some big adventures

So, what are my plans for December you ask? Likely a job. Most likely. Likely in Portland. Very likely.

I've been missing Portland a lot since I moved away, which is exciting. I like that I feel at home in that city as much as I have the last few summers here in Seattle. Most signs are pointing towards some sort of an entry level job at an ad firm in Portland and moving back in with Ben and the boys in our little green house on Division. Well, not all signs. My fortune cookie the other day seemed to think I should go a different route.

Apparently I will be inheriting a small piece of land soon,

... which is convenient considering that I have been looking for a place to build my dream tree house.

Plan A: Portland

Plan B: Rad Tree House (pending The Ballet Restaurant paying out on my supposed land aquistition)

Plan C: Live on Annie's couch and eat waffles and wine for the rest of our gosh darn lives.