I feel like shit. Drank too much over a long night. Dinner with my grandmother, then drinks with my boyfriend Boris. Then to a party at the Knickerbocker for the play Knickerbocker. Alessandro Nivola looking handsome in a beard. He passed on the role of “Erik” but somehow in the process we became friends. Later at a bar, I introduced myself to Martha Wainwright and asked her if we could use a song of her mom’s in the film.
Trying to write a follow-up email regarding our Kickstarter campaign and feeling uncomfortable/embarrassed about the steady stream of requests coming from me. There’s something very vulnerable about asking, asking, asking.
Speaking of, Chris came in and told me we are going to be kicked out of our borrowed production office for a week during our pre-production. It’s a state of being, this borrowed time, borrowed spaces, money begged.
Mostly, I just think I need to go home and get over last night’s drinking.
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