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Once More With Feeling (multiple chat)
Jan. 21st, 2006 01:09 pmHoward and Karl were both fucking skeptical when I told them how I’d run across Mark, but Howard’s desperate, so he said to go the fuck ahead, muttering something about guild cards. We got a flight to Dunedin arranged for the next morning, and I pulled a studio car and headed up the Otago peninsula for the airport.
Lucky this happened when we’ve moved operations to Dunedin, because if we were still in Fjordland, it’s a far haul to the nearest commercial airport. But we’ve finished all the wide shots in the National Park and we’re on to the close ups. Otago Harbour is standing in for those more precise shots.
I’m early, but security’s a bitch and I want to make sure there’s no balls up. I still don’t understand why I can’t get myself under control these days. I thought I was too much of a professional to let my personal problems fall into my working life. I feel so agro most of the time, don’t know what to do about it.
( Mark becomes a stuntie . . . )
Lucky this happened when we’ve moved operations to Dunedin, because if we were still in Fjordland, it’s a far haul to the nearest commercial airport. But we’ve finished all the wide shots in the National Park and we’re on to the close ups. Otago Harbour is standing in for those more precise shots.
I’m early, but security’s a bitch and I want to make sure there’s no balls up. I still don’t understand why I can’t get myself under control these days. I thought I was too much of a professional to let my personal problems fall into my working life. I feel so agro most of the time, don’t know what to do about it.
( Mark becomes a stuntie . . . )
