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  <title>Speakin' Easy</title>
  <subtitle>Rachimal</subtitle>
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    <email>rachimal@mac.com</email>
    <name>Rachimal</name>
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  <updated>2004-12-31T10:23:11Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rachimal:34206</id>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-05-13T07:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T11:35:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T11:35:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I guess since I'm always locking off all my entries, I might as well make this journal friends only... so yeah, that's all I wanted to say.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rachimal:32919</id>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-05-09T14:26:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-09T18:58:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-09T18:58:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know that to some people it may seem like I never update or whatever... but if you check my calendars you'll see that there's a ton and a half of updates that you can't see or whatever... that's because they're set to custom groups.... I'll make at least most of my entries friends only instead of custom friends in case you're nosey or whatever... that'll happen within the next few weeks or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways yeah... that's all for now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rachimal:31918</id>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-05-03T07:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-03T11:30:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-03T11:30:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I suggest everybody scan their computer for virus'.  There's some super bad virus' going around right now that can potentially screw your computer up... there's way to get rid of 'em though.  Got to www.symantec.com and click on the "sasser b" virus link on the mid-left side of the screen.  From there you can download a fix tool for that virus, but also I suggest doing a seach for other fix tools, and download all the recent ones, and check for these virus'.  I don't have 'em, but Tyler did and somebody I know that does internet support told me that a ton and a half of people are calling in about those virus'.  That is all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rachimal:31294</id>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-04-29T18:55:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-29T23:00:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-29T23:00:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hot damn it's gorgeous outside today!  What horrible luck that I had to spend the majority of the day inside.  Luckily we had a 2 hour lunch break today, so I hung out outside all during that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um... I don't really think I have too much to say right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... right... person that borrowed my tv proposal from Weller... have you returned it?  If not, can you please bring it back tomorrow?  I really don't want to lose marks, know what I mean?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rachimal:30092</id>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-04-20T00:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-20T04:43:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-20T04:43:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It was only extremely low iron levels in my blood... still totally NOT good, but definitely NOT life threatening.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rachimal:29941</id>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-04-19T11:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-19T15:14:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-19T15:14:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Am I Inside- Alice in Chains</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just got a call from the doctor's office telling me that I had to come in for a follow up appointment.  They said there's abnormalities in my blood work and the nurse said it was better for the doctor to explain it to me. I'm really scared. I don't have my follow up until 3:10 today because I have my follow up interview at RMH at 1:00... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.</content>
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    <title>hey look, it's Derek Foreman....</title>
    <published>2004-04-19T04:23:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-31T10:23:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rooster-Alice in Chains</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I show up for the matinee screening of the films today, because Dennis said we have to be there, and there was only 4 film students there including myself.  They all left after the first reel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis and Eric bribed me into projecting the second reel, and cleaning up afterwards so they could take off.  Film night dvd's at a reduced price... FREE!  who could turn that down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreman was there FINALLY, which was cool.  So I hung out with him all day/night.  After the screenings were done he helped me clean up and then we went to hang out with Tyler for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been up since like 8 am, and I'm exhausted.  I've been half asleep since about 9 pm... kinda shitty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the second interview at crappy ol' RMH tomorrow... hopefully I get hired.  I could sure use the cash.  Yes... this would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sleep is good now.  Can't be sleepy during an interview, must be stupid and perky because RMH like enthusiasm... goddam this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night.</content>
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    <title>blah...</title>
    <published>2004-04-17T16:17:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-17T16:17:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>here's to the night- eve 6</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, last night was the first premiere night of film night.  I gotta say it went a lot better than I had thought it would.  Some of the films that I didn't understand the first time around made more sense the second time around, so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real icing on the cake last night was Bry winning viewer's choice.  That was amazing!  I'm so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wish I could enjoy this film night festival.  I am enjoying the films, but people are being particularily harsh towards me about not making a film.  I wonder when the jokes about "my film" are going to stop?  Honestly.  It's not like I didn't work on any films, I just didn't write/direct one.  Big F'n deal.  I was supposed to.  I was two days away from shooting my film.  I had my gear booked, locations/crew picked and everything... then Dennis decided to make my film as a group project... which never happened.  So it's not my fucking fault.  I wish everybody would stop being so hurtful.  I'm close to the breaking point and don't know how much more of this crap I can take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night before the showing, I ran into Dennis in the hallway, and he told me that he wanted to give me something.  He'd brought me back to his office and explained to me how bad he felt about not noticing that Brandon had left my name out of the program, and that he wanted to give me something special to try and make up for it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went into the office and he pulled out his mini Maglite from his lens cleaning kit, and told me that he's had it for years, and he wanted me to have it for my kit, so that every time I use it, I'll think of him.  I thought that was so sweet.  I jumped up and gave him a hug.  What a sweet man.</content>
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    <title>Ignore me I'm cranky</title>
    <published>2004-04-15T04:00:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-15T04:01:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>So Far Away-Stained</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow... did I ever feel like shit tonight when I noticed my name wasn't on the program for film night.  I hadn't initially noticed that Christian and Olivia weren't on there either, and actually kinda took it to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I've been thinking a lot lately that I was going to be left out of a lot on film night because of the whole me not making a film thing, and people really not liking me all that much thing.  The one thing I seriously thought I wasn't going to make an appearance in was the videography reel.  Amazingly enough I was actually in it a few times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw the program, I kinda just thought about how shitty it was that I wasn't in there.  I thought that I must be really easy to forget about especially since every class list has my name on it... it's not hard to see I'm in second year.  And then I thought... ok, well if I can be left out of something like that, then who's to say anybody's going to remember/keep in contact with me after we graduate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I noticed that Olivia wasn't there, and thought that maybe Brandon had decided that the second years listed would be the ones that made films, and those of us who didn't, well they don't need to be in the program, they don't have a film showing... then I saw Dave Watt's name and was really confused.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People kept coming up to me, saying how much they thought it sucks, "but hey, don't be upset about it or anything, I'm in the program, I made a film, I'm the star of all of this, you were just the person that worked your ass off on 13 different crews so we could have these movies here tonight... I don't care you're not on as long as I am..."  ok, well they didn't say that, but my fevered, sick, majorly depressive mind was reading into everything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad for over reacting,  but I still think that I have a right to be a little upset about it. They may not even reprint the programs, and so I'll forever not be on that list that people will probably keep for years until they realize that there's no need to keep a piece of paper like  that.  Maybe some people will only remember who their classmates are by the names on that list... who's to say I'm wrong or right?  I dunno, I'm fevered, I'm feeling unwell, and I'm very tired/delerius.  Time to sleep so I can wake up tomorrow and find out that I have mono as well.  Yay for having a crappy week.</content>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-04-11T23:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-12T03:34:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-12T03:34:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Simpsons</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ugh!  Today has just been the most awful day ever.  I probably spent about 6 or 7 hours crying today, and I'm not 100% sure why.  Looks like I was right about the return of evil depression.  Damn this sucks.  I hate feeling like this.</content>
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    <title>so....very....bored....</title>
    <published>2004-04-11T16:11:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-11T16:11:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eric's TV</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think my brain hurts.  I'm so freakin' bored lately.  I have absolutely nothing to do.  I've finished the bulk of my assignments, well... at least all the assignments that I can work on at home.... the remainder of the work I've left to do is edit my group production, and to present in music class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some massive weirdness going on in my life right now.  I think I may be trying to distance myself from everybody, and every thing that I care about in this city because I know that whatever I have here, isn't going to last much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Dennis the other day about how everybody's going to be leaving soon, lots of people will even be leaving within this next week, and I told him that it's really messing me up.  My depression has come back five-fold and it really sucks.  He related a similar experience to me and we had a really nice talk about it.  That is until Molly came and interrupted, but what can you do, it was pertaining to school work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am staying in Thunder Bay at least until July.  I've reapplied to work at RMH.  I have to go in sometime next week for testing, and then they'll interview me and I'm 99.9% guarenteed a job.  I don't want to work there again, but it's good money, and at least it'll keep me in this city a little bit longer.  Even if I can only stay until the end of next month, that would be perfect... that's my main goal - to at least stay until the end of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also applied for an editor's job at Maverick that would start in June.  I highly doubt they'd hire me, but we'll see... it's another option, and it would give me some kind of industry experience.  I do love editing as well.  I came into this program wanting to be an editor... remember that Ryan?  That first day of first year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna... Hell I dunno... do something right now.  I'm so bored :S</content>
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    <title>.......mono?</title>
    <published>2004-04-10T03:49:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-10T03:51:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-neck glands swollen so big I can't turn my head&lt;br /&gt;-constant fatigue and falling asleep at random times for no good reason&lt;br /&gt;-slight pain in right side of abdomen, exactly where the liver is situated&lt;br /&gt;-high fever&lt;br /&gt;-soar throat&lt;br /&gt;.....mono?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:rachimal:26141</id>
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    <title>Photoshop is making me mad....</title>
    <published>2004-04-07T04:15:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-07T04:41:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmm... I'm bored.  I've spent the majority of the day working on my stupid portfolio.  I'm getting sick of photoshop, but there's only likke 3 pics left that I have to mess with.  Luckily I was smart and didn't say I'd retouch 6, but I'd retouch 3 and "digitally alter" 3.  Messing with pics is a lot easier and quicker than retouching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img38.photobucket.com/albums/v118/rachimal/portfolio.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img38.photobucket.com/albums/v118/rachimal/Portfolio_Girl_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you can still see where some of the scratches were, and it's not perfect, but I like it like that.  If I got rid of those, the picture would look doctored, and I don't want that.  Was going for the seamless look.  Besides, It's an old pic, and it looks old because of that.  I see no problem. Pic took me about 6 or 8 hours on and off.  I had to zoom all the way in so I could fix just the messed up pixels, otherwise it was too hard to clonestamp the scratches, some areas of the pic were all scratch no pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one with the girl isn't done, and it totally looks photoshopped... I gave her a nosejob. lmao... I felt she needed it.  This one was  super hard too, just insane scratches.  I like how I fixed her right eye, and made her eyes sparkle more though.  That's kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow there's no class, so I'm going to finish up my portfolio (at least the work, I'll work on the packaging another time) and get my music video proposal done.  That shouldn't be hard, just need to think of an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to stay in TBay for at least the summer.  My uncle Mike's driving my brother John to Calgary in July with a cube van (John's movin' out to Canmore or something) and he has to bring it back to the Sault, so he can move me back... if I go back.  I probably should so I can get my license, and then I'm off to the east coast.  My poor mom is going to have a breakdown having one kid west, and one east... but at least there's still one in the Sault with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's my boring life.  I've got nothing else to say.</content>
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    <title>Making progress...</title>
    <published>2004-04-06T07:23:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-06T07:23:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Where is my mind-The Pixies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got my demo reel done up REAL good today.  I had proabably half of the second years watch it to give me feedback, and I fixed a lot of things.  I also managed to cut out about 10 seconds of the reel.  I had originally not wanted to cut the song down because the end of the song worked perfect with the end of the reel, but I had managed to chop out about 10 seconds of the song near the end, and then move the end over, and it's flawless... totally unnoticeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finally finished my composer thingy.  I don't care how well done it is, or if it's actually even right.... it's done and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contemplating doing my music video thing right now, but why the hell would I do that?  I've been sleeping for the last three hours, and am planning on going back to bed very shortly, no need to do work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life at the moment is good, as long as I'm not looking towards the not so distant future.  Everybody's been talking so much about graduating and leaving Thunder Bay, and at the moment it's a little overwhelming for me.  I'll get over it eventually I guess... but situations like mine are a little more difficult to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what happens.  I'm still making plans as to when I should leave, and how to pay next month's rent if I do stay.  Gah... it's too early in the morning/late at night to think about this still... I'm tired and going to bed.</content>
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    <title>Just cuz Jay did it...Purple was a random colour...</title>
    <published>2004-04-05T22:06:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-05T22:08:50Z</updated>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-04-03T01:56:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-03T06:58:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-03T06:58:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;DEREK FOREMAN... THIS IS GOD OR ER UH... SOMEBODY PRETENDING TO BE GOD AND I AM TELLING YOU THAT YOU &lt;i&gt;MUST&lt;/i&gt; GO TO FILM NIGHT!!!!! YOU GOT THAT BUSTER?????&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Now 50% blind...</title>
    <published>2004-04-01T07:18:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-01T07:21:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nutshell-Alice in Chains</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've actually managed to accomplish some work in the last two days.  Not as much as I had originally budgeted my time for, but satisfactory no less.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I managed to get the biography part of the composer write up for James out of the way.  It's looking pretty freakin' fantastic.  It took me a long time to do because I found way too much information, and had a rough time finding the relevant info.  All I have to do now is the background on the piece I'll be reviewing, and the review itself.... that should take about a half hour or more, not including listening to the piece again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to finally finish doing Dennis' shot list.  He's keeps telling me not to do it, but frig I need the money, so I sat down and it took me a little over 3 hours to type out the dang thing.  By golly, I'm satisfied with it.  I gave him the shot list and window burn tapes today, along with a hat from White's that I got when I took the CSC course (it didn't fit my fat head, or else I'd wear that one instead of the Panavision hat) and a duffel bag from Precision Camera Inc (it was a spare one, for some reason I was given two when I took that CSC course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I managed to cut another 5 or so minutes of the Zombie Massacre.  I think this job's getting a bit easier so that's good.  I'll be pulling an all nighter with Kearney and Lazarus on Saturday night so I can get my demo reel done, and more of the Zombie Massacre.  I think that'll be a pretty productive night, so long as somebody brings a coffee maker. lol.  (Speaking of which, I think the program needs to invest in a coffee maker for just such occaisions... anybody else agree?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also set the dates, booked gear and the lecture theatre for our group production. It's going to be wild.  We've got three DV cameras for the one night, and 2 cameras for the other night.  So Lazarus, Kearney, and Tyler will be working camera, whilst I (wo)man the Tascam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out from my friend Mark in Calgary last night that the documentary is a go, and they &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt; be funding us, the amount is yet to be discussed.  That's pretty freakin' awesome.  I'm excited.  We'll probably be starting it in like a year.  As I discover what I need for crew, I'll get in contact with people in TBay, or closer to Calgary.  As is, I have me, Tyler, and Steve B.  which will more than likely be sufficient production crew, as well as I'll be taking care of the editing myself.  Crew would more than likely have to be willing to not be payed their full wages or whatever up front, but can expect expenses such as living and stuff to be covered.  I may need people to help me get grants, and help figure out distribution and whatnot though.  I'll also more than likely be renting Dennis' camera, G5, and Mini DV deck as well, so gear hopefully won't be a problem, so long as he didn't forget that offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Tyler's place tonight watching 24 and the shittiest accident ever happened.  See, every time I wear my hat to his place, he always tries to knock it off my head, saying that he hates hats or whatever... well he successfully smacked it off a few times.  I guess he started getting a little over confident with his hat smacking ability tonight (especially since he can never actually get it off my head) and he went to smack it off for like the fourth or fifth time, and accidentally poked me really freakin' hard in the eyeball.  I of course being the baby that I am, started bawling because it hurt so bad.  He freaked out thinking he made me blind.  I couldn't open my eye for like a half hour or so without it really really hurting, and he of course felt like shit for it.  He didn't stop apologizing for like 3 hours after that, and kept asking if he could look at it to make sure he didn't scratch it or whatever.  It was painful, but hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'm going to go to sleep now so I can get up kinda early and start working on some shite that needs doin'... I can't believe we're done college in 2 weeks... that's sad/scary/awesome all at the same time...then it's off to the Sault, then to Halifax, should be fun.</content>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-03-29T15:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-29T21:03:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-29T21:04:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I realized the crappiest thing happened to me.  I checked my bank account balance yesterday, and to my horror, I noticed that I officially only have 34 dollars to live off of for the rest of the semester.  In simple terms... I'm fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid thing is... I didn't buy anything in Toronto.  I made sure that I didn't.  I spent only 20 dollars on a stuffed animal for my little brother, and 20 dollars on movies for myself.  Other than that, it was all round trip bus ticket (which I got fucked over on the price... Kearney payed 60 bucks less than me) meals, public transportation while there, also two nights of drinking... no more than 25 spent the first night, and 20 bucks spent the second night.  This is fucking brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't just borrow money from my mom... the problem with that is, that when I went to Toronto to take the CSC course, I put my mom 2000 bucks in debt...  I'm fucked.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also returned home to find more of my food missing... so I absolutely don't have enough to make it through the month...  *sigh* welcome to the hard life.</content>
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    <title>"I don't smoke because rabbits have long noses"</title>
    <published>2004-03-28T22:41:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-28T22:41:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Man in a Box- Alice in Chains</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, it seems as though everybody's done their post-Toronto posts, so I guess it's my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was ok.  I kinda have mixed feelings about it all really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride down was cool.  It was like 20 and a half hours on the Greyhound, but me and Kearney slept most of the way.  There was an hour long stopover in the Sault, so I got to see my mom.  So that was good.  We got in Toronto at like 5:30 am, so we had a lot of time to kill before the dim sum breakfast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we checked into the rooms, I discovered there was only two beds in my room (which I, like many others, were under the impression there was to be 4) and I wasn't in the room I was told I was going to be in.  It was supposed to be me, Blaire, and Terri, but when I walked the room, who walked in behind me but Tyler.  So I checked with the front desk, and they told me that Mike Cade and Mark Topham were in the room with us.  I was unimpressed, but luckily Mark switched out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week was ok, it definitely had it's highpoints and totally had it's low points as well.  I was a bit disappointed because after numerous attempts to hook up for coffee or something with my buddy Andrew, we were unsuccessfull.  Damn fourth year Ryerson... why do you have to be so hard.  So that kinda sucked.  But as I was waiting for my bus to arrive at the station in TO, I saw my buddy Greg getting on his bus, so I got to talk to him for about 10 minutes.  That was awesome!  I didn't expect to see him in Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a whole lotta soap opera during the trip.  I'd say that most of us had at least some big crisis or something going on during the trip.  I know I certainly had my fair share of soap operaish problems (luckily they were a lot easier to fix than I had suspected.)  I guess everybody saw another side of just about everybody else... sides of people nobody knew existed.  Poor Kearney, how was he supposed to know Bry had a right hook like that? lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, made some more contacts, people got placements (yay for Smith!!) I went to that 'Stag' (or whatever it was called... the one across from the Eaton Centre)store with Laura.  My first time in a store like that (no thanx to you Bry the ditcher!) and all sortsa great stuff happened all over the place.  I'm gonna say that I had a great time, but I'm glad to be back in T-Bay where things are normal, bickering has ceased and everything is totally back to normal, if not better, and nobody's begging me for cash, and telling me it's their birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless Thunder Bay, I can't wait to get outta here and move to Halifax.</content>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-03-20T07:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-20T12:44:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-20T12:44:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Off to TO again.  Have a good week everybody.</content>
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    <title>Aw shucks...</title>
    <published>2004-03-20T01:43:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-20T01:44:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>obsession-ATB</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I found out from Weller today that his movie isn't even going to be colour timed until probably this summer.  I put all of this undue pressure on myself for no gosh darn good reason at all.  He said that he wanted to be able to show his buddy at ToyBox (the one doing the timing) that he's actually made progress on the movie, because he's been putting it off for like 2 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric came into the foley room and asked me how many scenes I'd done.  I didn't know exactly how many, so I zoomed out on the timeline to show the whole movie (or at least the chunk that he gave me) and showed him that I had finished half of what he gave me (he gave me an hour.)  He said, "Holy shit! You did that much?  That's amazing!"  I guess he didn't expect that much to be done.  Score one for Rachel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ended up having to do today was write out the timecode for what I had done.  That took a little over two hours and 13 sheets of legal pad paper.  That wasn't too bad.  When I gave it to him at the end of the day, he was really greatful.  He said, "Aw thanks baby.  You saved my ass, good work." and I proceeded to blush. lol.  Then he said he owes me a beer when we get to Toronto.  I'm holding him to that.  Free beer is the best kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weller's actually pretty bad for making me blush.  Kinda like that time there was like 10 of us sitting around a table in the cafeteria.  All guys except me and Laura.  He came and smushed himself between us, and said, "heh.  I'm sitting between the two pretty ladies."  I blushed then too.  The other time he made me blush was when Laura and Mel were taking the Valentines day photos.  I had paid to have one done just to support the program, and Dennis came in and paid to have one done too.  So we decided to get our pics taken together.  Weller was standing in the room all depressed (this was just after the breakup of him and his fiance) and Dennis looked at him and said, "hey Eric, why don't you get in on this.... it'll be like a manage a trois."  I held back laughter there... and Weller said, "Sounds good to me, it'll be a Rachel sandwich."  That made me blush too... mostly from laughter, but still.  It was hilarious.  It's cool that he treats his students more like buddies, and less like students.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna continue my quest to pack.  That was my semi-enjoyable tale of the day.  Enjoy all, and I'll update again when I return from T.O.</content>
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    <title>rachimal @ 2004-03-19T08:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T13:43:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm leaving for Toronto tomorrow morning at 9 am.  Me and Kearney should be there around 6 am on Sunday if everything is on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't see any of you before then, have a safe trip, and I'll see you all on Sunday.</content>
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    <title>9-5 crisis</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T05:57:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-19T05:57:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>On the way to the Club-Blur</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Work is for suckers.  The way I see it, I'm only 20 years old right now.  When I graduate college, I'll still be only 20 years old.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the know-how to be able to work on big feature shoots or commercial shoots if I wanted, especially since this course I just took taught me (in-depth) how to use just about EVERY camera used in the field today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only problem is... I don't want to work right away.  I want to take some time, maybe 2 or more years, to do some travelling, and live in different places.... you know, get to know the country and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to be able to do that, I need money.  To get money, I need a job.  I don't want to work another normal job ever again for the rest of my life, but I also don't want to start my film career right away, because then I wouldn't be able to take a break.  We'll see what happens... I've only really been thinking about this for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think taking time off to travel will help make me a better person... and we all know that I need to make myself a better person.</content>
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    <title>Guess what my buddy read in the paper...?</title>
    <published>2004-03-18T05:17:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-18T05:17:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh miserable boredom, why don't you leave me alone?  Man this has been the most monotonous, boring week of my life so far... and it's making me crazy.  I've been doing literally nothing more than editing Weller's stinkin' movie, which won't even be close to half done by Friday. For shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized today that I haven't updated on the good ol' gramma situation.  I found out the news while in Toronto, and didn't really have the time or energy to update about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother made a surprising recovery from her death bed.  One day she was just better.  Stopped having the heart attacks, was taken off the respirator... eventually she was even sent home!  Yay!  That was the best news I had heard in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the downside, the day after gramma got released from the hospital, I got some horrible news from my mom.  It seems as though my grandad (grandfather on my dad's side of the family who I haven't spoken to in about 5 or so years)  passed away sometime within the last year or so... and nobody told my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother told me in the worst way possible too.  I kept trying to call her one night, and nobody was answering the phone.  I knew somebody was on the otherline, so I stopped trying to call.  My mother calls me back, and this is how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rachel, you wouldn't believe what just happened... an old friend who I haven't spoken with in almost 15 years looked me up and called me out of the blue.  Him and his wife just divorced, I think he was looking to hook up, I told him about Mike and everything was fine.  Hey, did you know that Derek died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heh?  Derek who?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bracking silly, your grandfather"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?  When?  When did you find out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, Derek Bracking died... I'm not sure of what.  My buddy just told me.  He said, 'hey Donna, when did Derek Bracking die?'  I had no idea.  Isn't that funny though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, so what did he say?  I like how did he find out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was reading the paper a while back, I'm not sure when.  It was a story about this play that some people brought into town, a rendition of 'one flew over the coocoo's nest' " (and then she goes on to explain what the dude said about the play, not about grandad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mum, tell me what happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh right... anyways, the article was talking about the people that brought it into the Sault.  It listed all the people, and then it said, 'and the late Derek Bracking.' something to that effect.  Anyways, I don't know when it happened, or how, but that's all I know.  Are you ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what hurt the most.  The fact that my grandad had died, the fact that nobody had told me or my family, or the fact that my mom was being so non chalant about the whole situation.  She told me this my second last day in Toronto... so of course I was that much more depressed on the last day there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda odd isn't it?  How you can spend so much time worrying that one person will die, they recover no problem, but then you find out somebody else died... life is totally unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm fine with it all now I guess... It still kinda burns me up that nobody told me, but what can you do right?  It just makes me realize that I truly do not belong with the Bracking side of the family, and I don't care.</content>
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    <title>Did I remember to Turn off my coffee pot? Can't remember, HELP!</title>
    <published>2004-03-17T06:52:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-17T06:52:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Down in a Hole-Alice in Chains</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got a very funny, very panicky email from Tyler yesterday about him thinking he left his coffee pot on, and being worried that he's gonna burn down the building and get in very deep shit.  He left me his Kingston number and told me to call him so he can arrange with the landlord for me to get a spare key to his place.  He made up some lie about working on a project, and I need his computer or something... I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called him today around noon, and his mom answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, is Tyler home?"&lt;br /&gt;"One second I'll check"&lt;br /&gt;...much waiting/much yelling "TYYYYYYLLEEEERRRR" in the background...&lt;br /&gt;"He's in the shower, can I leave a message?"&lt;br /&gt;"um... yeah.  Could you please tell him that Rachel called?"&lt;br /&gt;"Rachel?  Oh thank heavens!  Did you get into his apartment?  Was his coffee maker on?  Is everything ok?  Did the building burn down? (On and on, just totally panicking.)"&lt;br /&gt;"um.. I didn't get a chance to even give him the number of our landlord yet.  I didn't get his email until pretty late last night... I'm sure everything's fine through.  I tried looking through his window just like he asked me to, but he should have known that you can't seen in the windows because his curtains are all closed up.  I'm sure it's fine, the building hasn't burned down yet.  In fact, I think I even remember him turning it off yesterday morning."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh thank goodness... I'll have him call you as soon as he's out of the shower.  Are you on your cell phone, does he have the number?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes ma'am."&lt;br /&gt;...a little more small talk, conversation's over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he calls me all in a panic about this coffee maker.  I didn't have the number on me... but I did email it to him (little did I know there's no computer at his house right now.)  So I had to call Eric at home to get the number and then call him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got in his apartment around 10:00 pm tonight, and it was fine.  Coffee maker was off and unplugged... he's so paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered today that it's going to be impossible for me to totally edit the Zombie Massacre by Friday without some hardcore help.  I'm going in fairly early tomorrow and if I don't make significant progress, I'm going to have to pull an all nighter.  Dem's da breaks.  I s'pose I should be sleeping now... yes... that's a good idea, sleep... damn I hate being bored.</content>
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