Thursday, December 23, 2004

End of Year Survey

End of the year survey that I stole from Mandy.
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What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?
Ran 14 miles.

Did you keep your new year's resolutions and will you make more for next year?
I can't remember what last year's resolutions were. I'll be making a list next Friday with Karen, Nevie, Mark and Nisha.

Did anyone close to you give birth?
1. My brother and his wife had a baby boy, Christian, in January
2. Laura, Mark's little sister gave birth to a baby girl, Isabella in April

Did anyone close to you die?

Luckily, no.

What countries did you visit?
I've never ventured outside the U.S.

What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004?

1. Another feature film under my belt.
2. A brand new car.
3. A decent sized savings account.

What date from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
1. Going to Park City, Utah for Slamdance and screening "Roberta Wells" to a packed audience.
2. Clare surprising me for my birthday.
3. Winning first place in a screenplay competition.
4. Visiting New York City and friends I haven't seen in a long, long time ... Maya and Bojo.

What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Turning 30.

What was your biggest failure?
I refuse to think I've failed in any way.

Did you suffer illness or injury?
Yes. I'm currently in physical therapy for a bum knee. Basically I was training for the Austin marathon and got a little too excited about it. I overtrained and it screwed up my left knee.

What was the best thing you bought?
A full day of relaxation and massage for my mom for Christmas.

Whose behavior merited celebration?
Huh?

Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
The list is too long. This year has really sucked when it comes to humanity.

Where did most of your money go?
Debt. I became officially debt free in November. I'm excited to open my very first savings account.

What did you get really, really, really excited about?
My relationship with Mark Osborn. The realization that I want to spend the rest of my life with the boy.

What song will always remind you of 2004?
"Toxic" by Britney Spears.

Compared to this time last year, are you:
happier or sadder?

Happier. I feel more grown up. I don't feel especially accomplished in my career, but in every other facet of my life, the world is good.

thinner or fatter?
The same. I think I've gained more muscle, thanks to physical therapy and a membership at Hyde Park Gym.

richer or poorer?
Richer. Finally. I've eaten at fancier restaurants, bought nice Christmas gifts for my friends and family, and am thinking about traveling to far away places next year.

What do you wish you'd done less of?
Television. I used to be so disciplined.

How will you be spending Christmas?
I'll be in Houston with Mark's family and then flying to Memphis to be with mine.

Did you fall in love in 2004?
Over and over and over again.

What was your favorite TV program?
(All discovered on DVD)
1. The Office
2. Curb Your Enthusiasm
3. Freaks and Geeks

Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?

I don't hate anyone.

What was the best book you read?
Two days ago I started a collection of Truman Capote short stories. I'm reading one that's a non-fiction piece about his investigation into a serial killer in the early 70s. It's riveting. Truman Capote is a god. Many months ago I read "Peter Pan". It brings tears to my eyes.

What was your greatest musical discovery of 2004?
Hip-hop.

What did you want and get?
"Roberta Wells" being accepted to Slamdance, distributed on DVD and aired on PBS.

What did you want and not get?
Accepted to Sundance. A company to finance "Brain Brawl".

What was your favorite film of this year?
(Not in any particular order)
Hero, Eternal Sunshine on the Spotless Mind, Collateral, Journeys and Conversations, 13 Going on 30, Finding Neverland ... I'm sure there are some more that I'm not thinking about.

What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 30 this year. My friends and I had a scavenger hunt. One of my best friends, Clare, surprised me by flying in from Seattle.

What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Someone handing me a check to make "Brain Brawl".

How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004?
I have an "Amelie" haircut.

What kept you sane?
Running.

Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Wes Anderson. Clive Owen. Kate Winslet

What political issue stirred you the most?
Health Care.

Who did you miss?
My family.

Who was the best new person you met?
Nisha.

Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004:
To let go of where I thought I would be at this age and embrace where I am.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Cutting up a rug.

This week ... oh god, it's filled with mind numbing boredom. Boredom, boredom, boredom. Tumbleweed is rolling through the hallways of Cycorp. I think everyone has left for vacation already. Minus me of course, and Melanie and Rob. I'm slinking further and further down into my chair wondering when it will end. When will that damn clock strike 5:30pm?!?

Speaking of work, I hosted our annual Holiday Party last Friday night at the Driskill Hotel. Quite the shindig. After a few glasses of red wine(I don't normally drink ... like ever), I was on the dance floor jumping up and down to "Holiday", "Dancing Queen" and even "The Wall". I was pulling people out of their chairs, doing the electric slide and flirting with the waiter who kept sneaking me appetizers and chocolates. People kept telling me all night long that it was the best holiday party ever. I have to agree. The normally shy and quiet computer programmers and linguists were cutting up a rug and getting pretty loud and saucey. Inhibitions were definitely down that night.







BTW, Congratulations to David Lowery and Yen Tan for getting their film, Deadroom into SXSW! These are some of the nicest, most hardworking guys in the indie film world.

Thursday, December 16, 2004

What if I had to amputate?

I think my toes died last night in Johnson City. Just for a moment, like in the movie Flatliners. They probably saw a light at the end of the tunnel. And then they must have heard me calling to come back. To step away from the light. Mark and Aaron swore that it was physically impossible for me to get frost bite in a matter of half an hour. I'm willing to bet, they're wrong and that I came pretty damn close.

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Thirty minutes southwest of here.

Aaron, Debbie, Mark and I are going to Johnson City to look at Christmas lights tonight. It's quite a sight to see. It's like the entire city is blanketed in white lights. Which isn't too difficult considering it's a pretty small town. Tiny, really. But still ... it sort of takes your breath away.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

5000 Calories

I used to be really good with an oven. Past holidays, I've made a mean banana bread or a batch of heavenly coconut, oatmeal, chocolate chip cookies. I'm not sure what happened. Twice this week, I tried to bake. Both times, the cookies were either too poofy, too flat, too crumbly or burnt. Even the pumpkin, chocolate chip bread I made last night didn't seem to taste quite right. BUT this does not negate the fact that I love to eat the dough. I'm beginning to think I'm tricking myself into making cookies for my friends when my real intentions are spoon feeding myself batter. The dough for these banana oatmeal cookies I tried to make (but turned out too flat and crumbly) was amazing. Sinfully delicious. But then I stood back and pictured in my head the cup of crisco that I mooshed in the batter just a few minutes earlier. Just that image of white lard sent a quiver to my belly. But did it stop me from having another bite? No. I had to throw the batter away so I wouldn't eat all of it. I'm like that. If it's not in sight, or not within reach, I won't eat it. But if it's smiling and waving at me from the refrigerator or pantry, I'm likely to gobble it up. That's the little spat that Mark and I have on occasion. He loves to buy chocolate covered pretzels, raisinets, reeses pieces and various goodies that I won't let myself have and then he'll leave them in the refrigerator. And he's funny in that he won't finish them. Ever. He'll go and buy a new bag of Popables before he'll eat what's left in the fridge. And so I'll stare at the colorful wrapper every time I open the refrigerator door. It's evil. It's cruel. So, I throw it away. I usually give it about a day and then I toss it. And he'll get mad at me even though he knows wholeheartedly that he's not going to eat the chocolate covered caramels or the box of Goobers. He knows. But he won't admit it. For about two weeks an entire birthday cake and two half eaten birthday cakes made themselves quite cozy on the bottom shelf. He told me he was going to eat the rest of the cake. That's what he said. I wasn't allowed to touch any of them. I can't remember if I asked permission or not, but after the two weeks were up, I made the call and tossed that Randall's birthday cake, the yellow cake with chocolate icing and the half eaten cake that Meredith decorated with a huge grin on my face. Take that you pile of white frosting! Take that you chocolate goodness! Take that you 5000 calories! Oh god. I'm so pathetic.

Friday, December 10, 2004

Thinking good thoughts for my mommy.

Updates and goings on ...

Roberta Wells airs on the PBS Program "The Territory", Tuesday, December 21st, 10PM

I try and act in my friend, Aaron Marshall's short film Sole Mates. You can check it out at Bob B Bob Productions I'm not promising an Oscar winning performance. In fact, I think I'm pretty goofy.

I'm still waiting for my friend Ryan's short to get finished. I star in it with our friend Sean. In that one, I scream a lot, slam a car door shut, walk off into the desert and break out into song.

I'm gearing up for my short, tentatively titled, The Tree. Richard, Sturge, Meredith, Ryan, Nevie and Stacy are all helping out. My friends fucking kick ass, it's not even funny.

Party at Debbie's tomorrow night! I plan to shake my booty all over the house.

I'm running the Trail of Lights 5K tomorrow. Strangely enough, my physical therapist was supposed to run it too, but she fractured her foot.

My mom's cat, Willie died last night. My mom LOVED that cat more than anything. Think good thoughts for her. She's really bummed.

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Baby Fever

Nisha's sister, Sunita, and her little boy Balin were in town for girl's night at Ararat. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He's nine months old and sweet. With his little round cheeks and his two teeth. His curious stare and the grin that slips so easily from happy to sad. I have baby fever. I'm very serious when I say that I want one of my own soon.

Friday, December 03, 2004

December 4 - My 2-year anniversary with Mark.

He lets me decide which movie we're going to see. He makes me giggle. He loves movies more than I do. He lets me eat food off his plate. He snores. He tells me he's proud of me. He wears sweater vests. He tells me the truth. He always offers to buy me things when I don't really need them. He laughs and tells me I'm cute when I sing "Baracuda" in the car. He catches me when I run and jump into his arms over and over and over again for fun. He remembers what I like. He listens to me. He tells me to keep going. He takes the time to tell me which outfit looks good when I can't decide and then doesn't pester me about taking too long. He puts up with my many, many lists. He eats a Thundercloud sub every single day of the week. He likes bulk bins, just like me. Most of his best friends are girls. His love for his family. His fear of Clorox. His belly. He worries when I go running in the dark. He sticks up for me. His love for New York City. He buys me records that I've never heard of because he thinks I'll like them. His blue, blue eyes. His affection for naps. He likes crayons. When he grows a beard. How he rolls up one pant leg every time he wears a pair of jeans. He makes me smoothies. He kisses my forehead when I go to sleep.

Thursday, December 02, 2004

It's not my fault.

I'm ok. I'm ok. I promise. I've gotten a few sweet notes from people regarding my last entry. It was a passing emotion. I swear to god. And I'm very excited for all of my friends. They're amazingly talented and extremely deserving of all of their successes. They make me proud. :)

I've been working on my director's reel. I plan on harrassing some actors with my script and reel, trying to get some letters of intent for Brain Brawl. I also need it for the project that I might direct this summer. It's still not a definite thing, but the producers are making headway. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. It's been fun working on the reel. I'm getting to revisit The Absence of Wings and the documentary that I never finished. Somehow, my shorts seem much cooler when they're laid out in a nice montage.

My boss told me today that I'm not responsible for earthquakes. It gives me great comfort.