Y2 D278

Hello.

I am back amongst the living it seems. Whatever ailed me is on the wane. I am functional once more. Didn't hurt that I went to bed at 8:30 last night. I needed to let my body fully recuperate. I had a long week and weekend of up and down.

Yesterday was fun. I can't wait for this movie to be through post-production and get to see the results of my work. There will be one scene in particular that I think will be great for the audience but more so for me because I will know that I am standing no more than a foot away from the actors stuck in a tiny little corner with a boom microphone and twenty pounds of sound equipment.

We shot all day yesterday in a candy store which was a trip. We got there at 6am and the first thing we had to do was dress the set so that it looked like a 1950s shoppe versus a modern day store. We had to tear down all the sings, hide the candy that didn't exist 50 years ago, light the set, etc. I actually got a lot of pleasure out of doing this.  It was a long day of shooting and re-shooting the same thing over and over but it definitely was satisfying. The best part was at the end of shooting we all got to have ice cream. Technically I had a milkshake, but damn it was good.

Got home around 4 and had time to just relax. My house is still a mess and there are things to be done, but I was just too darn tired. I ended up watching a documentary instead. No, I didn't watch the Oscars. Sorry, I just don't care about them. I know some people say it's not about the show and it's more like Superbowl where they go just for the party, but meh. I still don't get it. Maybe it's because in the past when I have watched, I have been disappointed that the few movies I saw which were nominated don't win or the movies I enjoyed in a given year had no chance of ever winning anything. Either way, I watched a documentary and went to bed.

The documentary I watched is what I really want to discuss. You see, it was a BBC one on Real Dolls. You know those life like dolls that cost upwards of $5,000. It was about the men who buy them and the relationships they have. Most people don't understand how someone can have an actual relationship with something that isn't real. Well to these guys, they are real. They are more real than the relationships they have with other human beings. I can relate to that in some respects. Everyone thinks that it's just about having a doll for sex, but the truth is, it's about companionship. It's about coming home at night to a house where it doesn't feel quite so empty. One guy describes it perfectly -- there's a difference between being alone and being lonely. I can so relate to that. I don't think I have reached the state where I would drop $5,000 (well actually $6,400 the options I would want; yes, I priced one out) for a non-human companion like that, but I can relate to where these guys are coming from mentally. These are men who for one reason or another have had a challenging time finding human companions. It's not so easy people. You try and try, yet you seem to always find yourself alone at the end of the day and that gets depressing. Real depressing. I do feel for these men, but I can also understand them too.

Off to my client. I need to put in a long week at work this week because of the debacle that was last week. I hope to be able to make up for some lost time. Other than that I plan to stay in and be good physically and financially.