Plus 6 more hours means 1 am german time. I just spoke to my man and it felt really good. I love you, baby. I really miss everyone, but it was good to get away. Well, color correction tomorrow! Tonight we finished the sound, and my producer gave me a hug for getting it done. That felt really good. We artists are so much like puppy dogs. Someone scratches our tummy and throws us a bone and we eat it right up. Well time for bed. Alisclad. (sp?) Tschuss!

Now how do I manage to stay until next Tuesday? I have yet to take the subway here. Tomorrow will be my first experience with it. I guess I’ll be one of those deer in headlight foreigners that I’m always rolling my eyes at at home.

Oh, you know what. I really like my movie. It’s light, fun and adorably cute. It’s definitely a very different tone for me, and will lighten up my reel. That’s the amazing thing about working with a writer, and I definitely plan to do so as much as possible. It moves one away from personal recurring themes, although this movie is now so Abiola.

Filmmakers of the world— apply to the talent campus– although I have yet to attend. Nothing beats this experience. Gotta call the airport tomorrow! And get reimbursed. Oh, a big lesson that I am pleased to be learning is when working with producers, ask everything before acting. Definitely not instinctual for a control freak, but I can make it happen.

// posted by abiola @ 6:51 PM

Well not all of them, but it’s definitely an asshole culture in the same way that barbados is a sell out culture (sorry bajans), jamaica is a warrior culture and guyanese are sun shiny loving, beautiful people…

// posted by abiola @ 9:00 AM

I’ve come to conclusion that germans are assholes.

// posted by abiola @ 8:50 AM