Movie Craze

I think I'm going crazy. When I'm not working on the movie, I feel guilty. Last night I had dreams about my movie, or more precisely, about the film stock we've been talking about for over two weeks. And this morning, the first thought out of my waking head was the drive to Colorado with all that expensive stuff in the car. It's nervewracking. Add to that the party I'm having on Sunday to try to raise some money, and so far only seven people (including and my producers) have said they would attend. I was hoping for more than that. So now I'm starting to panic. Because my credit card is in for a tough winter if I don't get any help soon. My cell phone is already starting to melt, and I'm not looking forward to the horrendous bill I'll be getting very soon. Why does everything have to be in LA? And out of my network? Meanwhile, I'm working every day at work, and they pay crap, so I'm just barely scraping enough together to pay the rent, if that. If they paid me two dollars more an hour, that would be sweet, because then I'd get a little financial breathing room. But they don't, so I have to hold my breath all month. I'm hoping Dad will come through and slide me some cash while I'm out there. Because I'm getting down to the nitty gritty of everything, and I haven't even had a chance to think about school yet. And it will be in full swing when I get back from CO.

And then it all starts over.