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Material Girls (Haylie and Hilary Duff Movie)

2005-05-06T12:32:00.000-07:00

Show: Material Girls (new movie with Hilary and Haylie Duff. oi.)
Job: Sexy Club Goer (Yes, that is the official title on my voucher.)

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Ok, yes, I know. I haven't written most of the jobs I've done in the past couple weeks. But after a while, they all blur. You see people on set that you know, they look familiar, but regardless of whether you just worked with them yesterday on a show, you have no idea where the hell you know them from. Someone asked me what show I had worked on the day before, and while I remembered the name, it took me a full five minutes to remember where we were shooting. Sets are their own little universe.

The scene is in a nightclub. Naturally, this means smoky, so the cough that has resulted hasn't quite gone away yet. It is also a three day call, so all the extras have kind of banded together in these little groups (did I mention there were 200 of us? The poor PA's are running themselves ragged trying to control noise level and keep the non-union away from the little craft service set up by the club). We're shooting at Club Ivar in Hollywood (no, I didn't know it either).

I have a little test for celebrities at this point. At some time, if you're anywhere near them, they're going to be moving past you to get to their mark, or to go back to their comfy chair, or....no, that's pretty much all they'd move for. The director comes to them to tell them what to do, hair and makeup comes to them, etc. Anyway. As they come past, I just don't immediately move. The test is whether they will just push past you, stand there and wait for you to recognize that an Important Person is behind you and you'd better move your non-scale ass, or have the decency to say "Excuse me" as they move past. Haylie said "Excuse me", Hilary just waited. Give it time, Haylie, give it time. One day you too will have the bored annoyed expression permanently etched across your face while you survey the Hollywood masses.

Anyway, one of these days I'm going to come up with a job that I can do while sitting on my ass in holding. As it is, I've become insanely good at Rummy and Egyptian War. It's either that or a book, because you can only talk to the same people about the same things for so many hours while sitting in the same place. Cards not only keeps you occupied, it keeps away the bad homicidal tendencies. You do get the occasional crazy white guy in the do rag who decides to dance in place to music only he hears, but at least this time that guy is across the room from me.

Today is the last day on the shoot for us. We're waiting for the PAs to snap and start beating a noisy extra with a walkie talkie.

Las Vegas

2005-04-08T22:26:00.000-07:00

Show: Las Vegas
Episode: Centennial (Season Finale)
Job: Cashier
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First off, let me just say that I am quite annoyed. I don't schedule work for Thursday because of an audition, which, hey, is what you're supposed to do. Regardless of when you ask for the sides beforehand and they just say "Oh, there aren't any sides. The audition will consist of a little chat and some short improvisation." In general, this means that there may not even be a script yet. Bad news. But hey, as I said, it's what you're supposed to do. So the audition is at 10:30 am, its just around 9am, and I get a phone message: "Sorry for the inconvenience, but the auditions today have been cancelled. We will be in touch to schedule you for another time." Gah!! 9am is too late to start looking for other rush calls for the day, so I sat on my ass the whole day and wasn't able to work at all. I honestly considered sending them a bill for my usual $100 a day paycheck. Grrr.

In any case, today? I got to see Jon Bon Jovi and John Elway spray each other with silly string. And oh yeah, Superman stopped by.

Dean Cain is a bit shorter than I thought he would be; there's something a little wrong with being taller than the Man of Steel. But he was still pretty. And Bon Jovi was just as shaggy haired and smooth as I expected. So it was not a bad day. I even got a bit elevated in stature; I was a Montecito (the casino) employee, not just one of the gambling-addicted Powerade-masking-as-cocktail masses. Oh yeah. Champagne? = Ginger Ale. White wine? White grape juice. All cocktails are various flavors of electrolyte-replenishing liquid, and Red wine is generally anti-oxidant happy cranberry juice. The food is almost always real, but never edible.

The season finale? Nessa has a sister, Mary's going away with Jake, and it ends in explosions. No, I really don't know much about those characters either.

All of the crew people seemed just a bit strung out and most seemed almost delirious through lack of sleep and the happiness that this was the last episode for the summer. The wonderfully nice wardrobe people were giving us employees black hose (since our company failed to deign to tell us what actually to bring to set), although they snagged on absolutely everything in sight.

Working on a new pilot on Monday

Cold Case

2005-04-04T18:57:00.000-07:00

Show: Cold Case
Episode: 'Best Friends"
Job: Catholic School Girl (oh not THAT kind...)

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Another job in another establishing scene. I first have to temper my boyfriend's inevitable glee at my job description and fend off other guy friends' requests for pictures. This was my first rush call, as in, I woke up with my boyfriend at 7:30am and wanted to work. Managed to make it up to Pasadena by 10am only to find that it's a catholic school girl in the 1930s. This means a button up, long sleeved white shirt with a long, boxy, apron-like maroon smock that was starched within an inch of it's life and came down to my knees. It was absolutely incredible. I saw 20 or so girls, most of whom were really pretty, get completely transformed into shapeless 12 year olds. My boyfriend would've been so disappointed.

Apparently the deal is that one of our classmates is not only a lesbian in love, but also in love with a black girl. Dealbreaker in the 30s, I'm sure. The story is that both she and the girlfriend pulled a Thelma and Louise, but only the girlfriend died. Our pretty little blonde friend survives. I didn't want to ask the actress (who was very nice) her age, but she had to have been early 20s, and she's been in L.A. for five years. That seems to be about the barometer year-wise of making a career here or not.

(ugh. side note. Watching Bend it Like Beckham on TV with Keira Knightley's insanely toned abs and legs and vowing to myself that I really need to be running more.)

The hair people decided to give me a bit of a Shirley Temple complex and curled the hell out of my hair. Considering I'm 5'11, this tactic didn't quite work. But they threw me and two other girls to walk with the heterosexually-challenged blondie, so apparently it worked for me. Or else short haired tall girls scream "overly friendly with the same sex."

Not too long of a day for once, and again learned quite a valuble lesson. Do not make light of the craft service's food, for more than likely, they're SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU. (No it wasn't me, it was one of the more boisterous girls bragging about the self-restraint it had taken to eat only one bite of their cheesecake and then throw the rest away.)

Gilmore Girls

2005-04-01T13:28:00.000-08:00

Show: Gilmore Girls
Episode: Blame Booze and Melville (Ep. 21)
Role: College Student

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Other than the particularly noteworthy fact that they wrapped us after only being there AN HOUR (completely unheard of,and they still always have to pay us for the full 8 hours...47 bucks an hour, hah!), there's not too much more to tell. We were shooting on the "Yale" soundstage, in the dining hall, where we hear Rory's side of a phone conversation with her mommy. It was earlier in the episode where Lorelai first tells Rory she thinks she might be pregnant. It's apparently finals week, as we are all studying very very hard, the food in front of us only an afterthought.

Incidentally, considering they hadn't fed us, the food was a bit cruel.

They slightly redeemed themselves by having the weighty tome I was studying at Yale be Harry Potter's adventures with the Goblet of Fire. Good times. Done for the week! And I have Monday off for auditions and such. I will be spending the weekend enjoying the particularly GORGEOUS weather that SoCal has seen fit to provide me with.

Gilmore Girls

2005-03-30T18:32:00.000-08:00

Show: Gilmore Girls
Episode: Blame Booze and Melville (Episode 21 I believe?)
Role: Nurse

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Ok, it should be pretty obvious, but if you don't want spoilers of various shows, don't check out this blog. I work on set, filming episodes that generally don't air for at least a month, so I'm privy to fairly detailed bits of spoilerage. This isn't a spoiler site per se, but just know, in advance, they will probably get mentioned.

End disclaimer.

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10:30am

Ok, I admit it. I'm a little giddy. I'm sitting on a front stoop across from Miss Patty's School of Ballet, kitty corner to Luke's Diner, and I can see the town gazebo. Hee.

This is one of the rare shows that I'm a real fan of. I've watched this show since Day One. Love.

Was actually a bit surprised to learn that it was an actual town set up. Not that I would know how else they would do it, but at this point I just assume nothing is real in LA. Roads, trees, AND the one traffic light that they have in Stars Hollow! Hee.

I'm working as a nurse today, which means only one thing...The episode where Suki is having her baby! Ok, I guess one of the Girls could've been stricken with illness, but the few extras who are being fitted with pregnancy bellies tell me differently. They've converted the town church interior into a hospital interior, and I have to say its quite impressive. They've even got real baby pictures on the walls. I can't quite believe someone would be trusting enough with those Precious Memories moments to a camera crew, but doubtless there will be limbs flying if anything happens to them.

The most amusing thing is that quite a few tour buses come through Stars Hollow. Almost all of the people inside the little carts peer at me, attempting to figure out if I'm someone they should pay attention to. Nope. Although we get a little peeved at one of the tour guides pointing us out as extras and adding, "They don't make much." Um, buddy? I'm relatively sure my paltry non-union salary outweighs yours, AND I don't have to deal with midwestern jackasses asking the same questions to me day in and day out. Nor do I have to intone anything about keeping little arms and legs inside the trolley o' peeping. That's not even touching the SAG background who's making twice what I make plus any little penalty salary bump the ADs can think of. So step off.

Moving on.

So our scene just entails listening to Lorelai having a phone conversation avec Rory, who today was being spoken by Lorelai's stand-in. And I gave myself major bonus points because I totally called that she was a stand-in when I saw her arrive on set this morning. I dunno, something about the shiny hair.

Anyway, Suki has had a little baby girl (name still not decided). It will be a heartwarming episode I am sure. But hey! What now? Apparently Lorelai has had a pregnancy scare? From the little production schedule/mini script I had, there was a scene where Lorelai wakes up at Luke's and sees all their clothes completely astray at his place, and she looks "concerned." Was it the drunk monkey-no-condom sex with Luke? Who knows. Either way, she's not. She's talked to a doctor in the hospital after having a pregnancy test (which is why I don't get it. You can't tell you're pregnant mere days after the sex. So what was with the concerned look after implied drunk-monkey-sex?), and no more babies.

But hey! Featured bit for me. I wheel a pregnant girl next to Lorelai after she gets off the phone, and she offers her congratulations to the girl. Although as Lauren Graham pointed out, its kind of unsure why she's offering congratulations, she hasn't had the baby yet! Something could be wrong!

Rumors concerning Lauren Graham's bitchiness were unfounded, she was perfectly nice to me and the other extras. Particularly amusing was her blue-streak cursing whenever she fucked up a line (which, if you've seen Gilmore Girls, you know is very likely to happen often). Sample: "Well, it's a beautiful baby --- little---fuck! shit!" Heh.

We were all recalled tomorrow for three more hospital scenes (Suki! Jackson! yay!). What this really means is that I will not get to see Alexis Bledel (Rory), Luke or Logan. Or Kelly Bishop, who plays Lorelai's mom. *Love* her acting, would love to meet her. Ah well. Longish day tomorrow I'm sure. And yay for work.

Las Vegas

2005-03-29T23:12:00.000-08:00

Ok, I suck. I now understand that I simply cannot recreate two days worth of background on the fly in my head the night afterward. Especially when I've been up since 4am and it's currently 11:12 pm. No thanks. So again: the highlights version

Show: Las Vegas
Episode: 223 : Magic Carpet Fred
Job: Casino Patron

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About 100 of us once again. 6am call time the first day, and I learn that 5am is apparently the one sparse hour in LA that there isn't any traffic. Hallejujah. Both days we're there over 14 hours, although the nice thing about Las Vegas is that they're used to having large calls, so the food is always forthcoming.

Some celeb stuff? I got to hear James Caan say "double the schizzle". The man was in Godfather, for christ's sake. Sonny Corleone saying anything that P. Diddy originated is just wrong. Molly Sims only seemed about as attitude-filled as Vanessa Marcil, and that wasn't very much,so good on them. Both of them are shorter than I'd imagine, and Vanessa just has the body of a ten year old plus ass. Josh Duhamel isn't as good looking as I'd hoped, and he made very little eye contact with anyone. The guest stars were fabulous though. Booger from Revenge of the Nerds! And from Better Off Dead! I loved that character, and it took a lot for me to not jump into : This is pure snow! Do you have any idea what the street value of this mountain is?! Love him.

And the second day? Why Jon Lovitz, for one. He's lost a lot of weight and looks suspiciously tan for it only being midway through March. During one of my crosses that happened to be mistimed, I very nearly got run over by the man, if you can imagine someone who's head comes up to my breasts as being able to run over me.

Then of course there was Jay Acovone. He's been in such a shitload of stuff, even after looking him up on IMDB I couldn't pin the guy down to what I knew him from. Very sweet friendly little lech, who very nicely asked me if he could give me his number after talking to me on set for the past two days, and who knew I had a boyfriend from the get-go. Nothing too sleazy about it, but the fact that he was born a year after my FATHER was is a slight no-no with me. I'm prudish like that. And oh yes, if anyone needs their car detailed, his prices start at $160 per car. Apparently a lucrative side business for him.

I'm exhausted, I'm going to get a shitload of overtime for those two days (yay!) and I'm on Gilmore Girls tomorrow. I promise to take better notes.

Happy Easter

2005-03-27T11:02:00.000-08:00

Happy Easter all. Workin on the set of Las Vegas for Monday and Tuesday. I hear Molly Sims is a bitch (big f'n surprise) and Josh Duhamel is (surprise!) nice. Enjoy the holiday

3 lbs.

2005-03-24T14:40:00.000-08:00

Show: 3 lbs.
Episode: Pilot
Job: Hollywood Pedestrian
Call time: 6pm

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Working on a new pilot called 3 lbs. Dylan McDermott has already walked by and into a trailer, not looking at the nice blonde PA who was trying to talk to him. Strike one.

This is my first nighttime call. 6pm. Plus there's not very many of us BG peeps, maybe ten of us total. I'm the only one of my type around too. Two other guy extras my age are here, one of whom is apparently the director's son. He knew nothing about the show, as I was trying to question him about the premise (it's about brain surgeons).

We parked at a church parking lot, were taken in vans to basecamp near Avalon, and now am currently waiting for something to take us to set. I don't know who to ask yet, but I wonder if they need smart and spunky researchers for their show. It will have to be picked up first.

The AD seems distinctly non-asslike and has promised coffee and craft services. Bonus brownie points for him

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7:12 pm

Still waiting for the van to take us to the set. No chairs here, no craft services here. I alternated with sitting on the asphalt and leaning against one of the trailers. That is, until a van came screaming up and almost ran me over, stopping so that the door opened above me. Don't mind me folks! Just a person sitting here! Human! Slightly cute and pretty damn cold!

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7:42pm

Another AD has come in, and we're *walking* to set, apparently. No problem. Why we were waiting at basecamp for an hour and a half, I'm not sure, as the set is a block and a half away at the metro station across from the Pantages Theater at Hollywood and Vine. Apparently this show will be set up much like House, where there is the establishing scene of someone getting hurt, then the rest taking place at a hospital. This particular scene is a lovely metaphor for getting into showbiz, as it is a girl coming out of this legendary metro station in Hollywood, running into the street and getting hit by a bus. Fabulous. I do hope that was intentional.

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8:30pm

"Lunch" is at 9:30, but they're letting us cattle at the craft services table now, which is laden with tuna salad, strawberries, the biggest blackberries I've ever seen, beef jerky, packages of almonds, and more brands of tea than the queen of England could imagine. Yet no hot cocoa. Blast! While another girl and I mimic getting steam facials out of our styrofoam cups of peppermint tea, the director's son next to us is talking about his DJing gigs and how he prefers to drive to the distant ones instead of fly, because the venues will pay for gas money. A couple of the other background are trying to convey the concept of vehicle wear and tear to him, but it's fairly clear that his guy is in a much different tax bracket than the rest of us. He lives in his father's guest house (Cue O.C. music), says Jamie Lee Curtis is a bitch (?!), and hates everyone on the O.C. as well. Can't be all bad, then.

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9:40pm

Dammit! If I'd known the food was going to be this good I wouldn't have gorged on those hordeurves. Rib eye steak, salmon, baked potatoes, oatmeal cookies...gah!

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11:25pm

Currently chillin on the warm bus, the same one that will be the hollywood hopeful girl's demise later in the episode. Bus o' death is very cozy. So so far they are paying us to eat and nap. We are currently practicing the long recognized technique of avoiding actual on-camera work: Staying the hell out of the sight of the AD's.

There's another BG guy behind me who's currently yammering on in French (half of which I understand, he seems to be talking about Easter weekend with his sister, but could be plotting the death of us all. I wasn't sure.) Earlier from him:

Him: Excuse me (to the woman across from him), could you please put your shoes back on your feet?

Her (us): Why?

Him: Well we are on a bus, zee odor weel feel zee bus.

Her: My feet don't stink!

He calls her obnoxious, she talks about it being a free country, I wish for a tape recorder because I can't do the snottiness justice.

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11:35pm

So five and a half hours past our original call time, the AD calls for five of us who are driving cars in this scene. Thankfully...not me. I believe for me, it is now ...naptime!

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1:25am

Was just shaken awake by the AD, who's come to tell us that the director decided he only wanted the older, more worn extras to actually be in this scene, so he was told to wrap the four youngest, most good-looking extras for the night. I suspect him of making us feel better, but well done!

So...yep! Got paid my money to come, eat a fabulous dinner, hang out, get a party invite on Saturday night, and to nap on a bus. Now to home and to sleep.

Navy: NCIS

2005-03-23T14:31:00.000-08:00

Unfortunately I didn't keep track as much of this day as I would've liked. But I would like to mention one incident while doing the hallway scene with Michael Weatherly.

The setup is that we three hottie college students are walking down the hall in our "dorm", and Michael Weatherly's character (the playboy, naturally) flirts with us. So they've got us decked out in garb that no college female ever put on unless she's walking on a Friday night to that slammin' Theta Chi party. I mention this to Michael as he's standing and looking (appreciatively, I might add) at me, and this is what he says:

"Yeah, my ex-girlfriend did this movie about a dancer, and the stuff they were giving her, she told them that no dancer would really wear, so they asked her to show them her stuff, and she comes out in a leotard and...."

Now, I'm listening, but inside my mind is screaming "Your ex-girlfriend? Yeah, um, you mean Jessica Alba, who was in Dark Angel with you, and the movie you're referring to is Honey, also starring that kid from Big and Newsies, and don't you actually mean your ex-fiancee? Darling. I KNOW.

It was just a classic moment of 'oh shit, actors are people too.' To hear a guy I'd lusted over for at least a year in college when he was all glasses-and-scruff on Dark Angel talking casually about Jessica Alba as his ex girlfriend was just...odd. It was like talking to Jennifer Aniston at a party and hearing her say that her ex-husband doing a movie about Troy. Or Vampires. And no, I said NONE of that stuff to Michael.

And for the record? Guy is still gorgeous, still wears glasses, will still bust into song and dance extremely randomly, and is actually funny in person. Awesome.

Navy: NCIS

2005-03-22T14:26:00.000-08:00

Show: Navy: NCIS
Episode: Red Cell (Episode 34)
Job: College Student

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Ok, NOT working Joan of Arcadia today. Back on NCIS. I'd seen the prelim call sheet for today and had been looking for the AD to ask him about it, but he was no-where to be found. After the last scene was done, I asked one of the guys around me if he knew where the AD was.

Guy: He's probably back at base camp, why?

Me: Oh I wanted to ask him about tomorrow.

Guy: Oh yeah, the hallway scene (This is the aforementioned scene where Michael Weatherly flirts with a few college chicks in the hallway I'd been jealous of earlier). You should be in that. (Hah!)

Me: (joking) That's what I'm sayin! Can I tell him you said so?

Guy: Yeah, sure (smiling, putting stuff away)

Me: Cool. (pause) So, what as your name?

Guy: (looks at me, slight smile) Dennis. The director. (shall now be known as DTD)

Me: (fuuuuuuuck.) Oh! Um, hi! I'm Michele, the background.

DTD: I know. (whaaaaa?) Bet you didn't know I knew that, did you.

Me: (surprised. anxious. Director knows my name? Why? Who's been saying stuff? What've they been saying? Aaaaagh!) No, I didn't.

So I go to find the AD and find out that the four hallway girls had already been cast, so he added my name and just said that now they would have five. He obviously was a little stressed over the whole deal, and I now wanted to crawl under a rock in a "I wasn't trying to make your life harder! Don't hate me!" kind of way.

Navy: NCIS

2005-03-21T14:25:00.000-08:00

Show: Navy NCIS
Episode: Red Cell (Episode 34)

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Today:Back on NCIS. Apparently not going to be as short of a day as I'd originally thought as they'd brought in a whole bunch of other people who weren't here on Friday. Still, with a call time of 6am, even a "long" day should be ok. They apparently have to shoot daylight scenes, so that should mean we're out around six.

Kinda feelin drained today. Went to the boyfriend's after House yesterday, so I didn't get home to go to sleep til after midnight. Then woke up at 4 to come here. And it is bloody cold since the sun's not up yet. Four layers and I'm still huddling over my cup of Swiss Miss.

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Ah, it is now around 2pm and the sun's been out. I've stripped down to a tank top and I'm still hot. Variable California weather, hallejujah. A guy came around with about six different kinds of sunscreen for our personal usage. They take such good care of us here.

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Mark Harmon came by again and sat next to me while we were waiting for the scene to reset. He was talking to me about how I will need to stop doing this kind of work once I decide to be a serious actress, but followed that up with saying he understands that it pays the bills for now. Such a nice guy. I basically attempted to talk back while not sounding like a complete douchebag. I'm not sure if it worked, but he doesn't seem to hate me yet.

Working Joan of Arcadia tomorrow.

House

2005-03-20T14:23:00.000-08:00

Show: House
Episode: No clue
Job: Swimmer

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My apologies for not doing a longer entry. To be fair, there were no principle actors on set as this was just the setup shot for that particular episode. Here's the gist:

Early ass call time. Cold. Speedos everywhere. Boys using the girls' showers. Mexican lunch. chicks who couldn't swim. Directors who knew nothing about swimming. Texas Hold'Em on a girl's phone.

Navy: NCIS

2005-03-18T14:12:00.000-08:00

Navy: NCIS
Episode: Red Cell (Episode #34)
Job: College Student/Window Walker

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On NCIS today. Very good show, very cute Michael Weatherly. No idea yet if he'll be on the set today.

Call time? 9am. Woke up: 5:30am. Left the house at 6:30am since I wasn't sure how long it would take to get up to Valencia. Actual arrival time? 7:30am. Not nearly as much traffic as I'd thought there was going to be, which is a first in LA. Still, the ADs weren't here yet so I could raid the breakfast truck in peace. And apparently the call time was changed to 8:30, so I was only extremely early, not abominably early.

Cold and kinda rainy today. At least we're supposed to be college kids and I can wear jeans and a sweatshirt. Thank God. After being in skirts and heels all week, it's a welcome change.

No SAG vouchers again. Blast.

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Ran into Mark Harmon while getting tea. Did the usual "love your work" thing, he did the usual "that's good to hear, thank you" with the pat on the back reply. And we both go away knowing we've fulfilled the stock actor/fan interaction stereotype.

Apparently all four main actors WILL be here. Excuse me while I salivate in anticipation for Michael Weatherly.

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Hallejujah, there's a video arcade at the college we're at. Gettin paid to play DDR for 50 cents a game. Hell Yes. One of my new favorite holding areas. Yes, I am a big nerd.

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2:45pm
I'm one of the people staying longer to be part of another scene on the stage set. Awesome. Now that I've actually gotten some sleep, a longer day is a good thing. Plus they're recalling us for Monday, which works out perfectly. I have that casting workshop Monday night and recalls only last half a day. Usually.

SO glad set broke early yesterday. Got home at 6, went to sleep at 6:30, woke up at 8:30, went back to sleep at 9, woke up at 5:30am for NCIS. Thank god for sleep. Not nearly as much in bitch mode as I was yesterday.

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3:20pm
At the NCIS stage after mistakingly going 15 miles out of our way (me and the girl who foolishly thought I knew what I was doing) to go to the wrong location. Lunch? Fabulous. Grilled salmon with thyme sauce paired with....wait...baklava! I really must work this show again. The drive to Valencia is worth it. The crew is fabulous as well. Oh wait, I AM working this show again Monday. Woo!

Changing into my "window walker" outfit. Maroon sweater, grey slacks, black shoes. thrills and chills.

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Wow this show is fantastic. Mark Harmon came and had a five minute conversation about where I went to college and who I was studying with now. He's so nice and actually seemed genuinely interested. Sean Murray (McGee) gave me shrimp from craft services, and I was bullshitting with half the crew. And oh yeah, I mentioned it, shrimp! As snacky food! And homemade rice krispy treats! And! Someone had actually taken foil packets of gym and cut them into strips of two. There was a whole basketfull of these little two-pieces-of-gum packets! Ridiculous. And! I haven't mentionedf the coffee cart that came in. I shared this blended mocha thing with crushed chocolate covered.....no! not coffee beans! ESPRESSO beans! I may be slightly too excited about food.

We still have one more scene to shoot with us in college-gear. Wardrobe gave me a cute tan and black sweater over the jeans. Slightly bitter because these other two blonde extras are probably going to be the featured ones flirting with Michael Weatherly in a later scene. Bah. Will definitely be working this show every chance I get.

What I Like About You

2005-03-17T13:08:00.000-08:00

Show: What I Like About You
Episode: No Clue
Job: Club Goer

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Working on the show What I like About You today at Warner Brothers Studios. Another show I've never seen. I already recognize the AD from working on King of Queens last week. This is not a good thing.

My car has become my closet. At first my goal was to get around to cleaning it out, but with all the BG work I've been doing, a better idea is just to attempt to keep it organized. I wonder if IKEA has come out with closet organizers for cars. Just think of the Pimp My Ride potential.

My prof in acting class last night said he was against my doing extra work. I disagree. It's flexible work, you sit around and read as much as you like, and best of all, THEY FEED YOU. Obviously I would choose an audition over BG any day, but for days when I have nothing else to do; sign me up.

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Argh, this AD is doing the same thing that was annoying me last week; namely, treating us all like we're FIVE. He attempts to control us far too much. As in, making us early ones all sit in the same small section of the bleachers, when it's clear that there will be enough of us at the end to fill the whole thing. Or, upon telling new arrivals where craft services is, reminding them EVERY TIME to clean up after themselves. Minutia that really isn't worth making an issue of.

Hah. That reminds me. I'm not one of the 10 they called to stay on for two scenes, so it might be a short day. Hah!

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Ah craft services. Always: fruit, veggies, donuts. Sometimes: muffins, oatmeal. Occasionally: eggs, breakfast burritos, bacon. Today is a cheap day. This is why I love on-location shoots. You almost always eat better, because everyone from the cast to the crew will be eating the same thing.

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Number of times AD has told us to not spread out on the bleachers (heaven forbid): 12 13 14.

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Ok, I think he's finally given up on keeping us together because THERE'S TOO MANY OF US. Like we could've told him from the beginning. Or, even better, like he should've known on his own.

Wardrobe. It's uncannny how they know to pick the two items you wish they'd ignore. If the items mean you freeze your ass off, so much the better.

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Lunch. Jesus fucking christ. The headache that is currently pounding on either side of my head (I believe due to sleep deprivation) started (I believe) while listening to Mary Cherry (no clue what her name is on this show) yammered on to her co-star about how she religiously reading US magazine, and intensified constantly while:

-Amanda Bynes had the director drag her out of her seat do to the take because she was oh so tired.

- We get consistently yelled at to be quiet while first team NEVER SHUTS UP. Even *after* the camera is rolling.

- Jennie Garth tells us to dance with her to make her feel better about the kareoke performance she's doing.

- The AD tells us to look 'busy busy busy' approximately ten times.- The good looking extra behind me considers himself funny by making snide and "cute" comments loudly to no one in particular, telling Jennie to "wow him" with her performance and asking for cocktails (admittedly, I aggred with him on that one).

- And lastly, of course, when Amanda announced she was getting a (still unnamed!) pomeranian and dedicated her singing performance to him (or her!). The final step into teenybopper spoilt bratdom. Oi.

We also apparently are not fed while on this set. Since we're in studio, we have to go to the commissary/cafeteria and buy our own food. WTF? is this not half the reason I do this job? Like I have any money of my own. Argh.

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The next lines heard from Jennie's mouth? "That's my ovary." followed by "Let me sniff you." Sigh.