airinshaw, posts by tag: jac - LiveJournal

So some of you may be aware that one of the reasons that I haven't been about is because I've been working on pre-production of a music video for a local band. We were due to shoot this weekend with approx 30 friends/family volunteering to be in the video.

Now, NK has done a number of professional shoots so this one was being run properly. He was producing, I was director and he (due to where he works) had access to a proper film studio and tens of grand worth of equipment. And why did the band warrant this? Because Jac's (my sister's) boyfriend Dan was the bassist in the band. And they were pretty fucking good, ngl.

Anyway - we had a meeting with them on Friday night to finalise some of the details and all seemed well until yesterday when I got a phone call from Jac. Now, anyone who knows Jac knows that she can be a bit brash when she doesn't know people. She's shy and introverted, but once you get past that, she's awesome. Now two members of the band (but the vocalist in particular, Micky) didn't want to get past the initial brash stage and decided they don't like her. Fine. She doesn't care and I won't get involved. It hasn't troubled the shoot plans and process at all.

Until yesterday.

Yesterday things went from fine to the whole thing being cancelled, all because Micky "found out" that Jac was being my Assistant Director (which had been planned for a WHILE and included in emails sent to him). I swear to god. He blamed Dan for "letting" Jac be involved (it was my decision) when they have a "no girlfriends involved in band business" policy and it's ended with the shoot being cancelled and Dan leaving the band. HONESTLY!

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That email felt SO GOOD to write. I mean, are you kidding me? He never once spoke to me, the person who had made the decision, and basically threw a tantrum stating that he wouldn't have Jac working on "his" video. And the thing that Jac did that was so heinous? Disagree with him when he ASKED her for her opinion on something to do with the band. And then, when he got aggressive with her (in her own house), threw him out of the house. That's it. She didn't kill it first-born or piss in his cornflakes - she stood up to him.

So there we are. Instead of filming this weekend we have a tonne of make up, fake blood and a film studio with nothing to do with it. I, for one, am going to get drunk and relax instead. And maybe start planning our next filming project. :D

Ok - so I'm trying not to be that person who only ever talks about her weight loss.

I was at work today and realised that most of the day had been spent talking about it. /o\ And ok - so it wasn't my fault (people keep coming up to me and commenting. Which is half awesome and...half really weird. Like, total STRANGERS accosting me in the ladies while I wash my hands) but I still don't want to be that person, you know?

So if I you ever see me being THAT person who can't talk about anything except their diet? Smack me around the head, ok?

Also? 01 macking on Julius is FUNNY. 01 is just awesome in GENERAL.

Also also? The Travelling Man in Leeds is run by the hottest boys ever. My plan is to seduce them one by one until they are all mine. MINE. If you're nice to me, I may share. (Cat already gets sharing rights because she wrote me Janeway/Chakotay \o/)

Also also also? Jac now works in the same building-complex as me. DIfferent company, same complex. And it's WEIRD.

I think I'm out of alsos. And tomorrow I gets fangirls. \o/

Jac: *Looking through Patrick tags on my del.icio.us* Pete hatless! Yes!
Me: Patrick.
Jac: What did I say?
Me: Pete.
Jac: Oh.
Jac: *A wee bit later* Pete looks weird without a hat
Me: It's Patrick!
Jac: Why correct me? I'M JUST GOING TO GET IT WRONG AGAIN.

The thing is? She's the one who got me into the freaking band! She's in love with Patrick. SHE KNOWS THEIR NAMES.

This in the same evening that she went to put a pan of food in the fridge instead of the oven. I love my sister LIKE WHOA.

Earlier we were watching the rest of the BBC Narnia and everyone was all "Yay! Aslan! You saved us!" And yet no one was saying "But we wouldn't have needed saving if you hadn't FUCKED OFF IN THE FUCKING FIRST PLACE YOU SHITTY FUCKING COCK!" which is what I would have been saying.

...well, if it was the BBC giant-teddy version. Maybe not the film actual(almost)-lion version. Because he might eat me. I might get a megaphone and shout it from afar before making a run for it.

"HEY ASLAN YOU GIANT FUCKER!" *Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun*

Jac: That dude's wearing a flag!
Me: *Looks up* Which dude?
Jac: There was a dude.
Me: Oh! He's wearing a flag too!
Jac: ...that's the same dude.
Me: Oh.
Jac: *Shakes head with pity* You're not that bright are you.
Me: *Sadly* No.

See the love?

Sat here on Mikeyway, reading flist and such.

Jac sat on the other sofa playing Zelda on her Nintendo DS.

And I can't stop thinking about how the shape and size of them both either makes me look like a midget with a giant DS, or make Jac look like a giant with a teeeeeeeny laptop.

Seriously - this has been amusing me for over an HOUR.

And what are we watching while doing these things? The BBC version of Narnia that Jac bought me for my birthday. Crappy costumes and "GOSH!"-acting that makes me so HAPPY.

Giantism and BBC dramas. Made of win, clearly.

It's past 11pm on a Friday night and I'm curled up with Mikeyway in my bed. Laptop-Mikeyway of course, because if it was the real Mikeyway I wouldn't be posting, you know?

Earlier tonight Jac and I went to Asda. Trust me when I say that you probably don't ever want to supermarket shop with me and my sister together.

Or maybe you do?

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I love my sister - we really do just have far too much fun.

But I mean really - who wouldn't want to live with a person who responds to my crazy ideas like this:

Me: We totally need to go out on, like, a ninja mission soon. We can wear all black and take photos!
Jac: Oh my god YES! Let's go and see if we can freak out late-night petrol station attendants! *Thoughtful pause* I could wear that black shirt I bought last week...

So anyone who can get to Leeds in the next few weeks want to join us for a ninja-mission? strangecobwebs? Make sure you bring lots of black clothing. I have some black lipstick that I plan to use as camoflage make up. And my youngest sister is a drummer so we can totally use her drumsticks to make nunchucks. FTMFW.

I'm ill. Not just "I have a cold" ill, but full on, can't stay upright for more than ten minutes before I need to sleep, ill. But, instead of moping I'm going to answer mayatawi's questions relating to this:

Comment on this entry, and I will choose three of your interests and three of your icons for you to explain. You can either reply to my comment, or post your response in your journal to open it up to others.




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Now that's done, can people help me? I'm miserable with this ill thing so comment if you want to do this meme, or even just link me to something you think I'll like. I'll be here - NOT moping.

Went swimming last night with fairylaura (at one point we played the word-association game because we were bored and unable to play because the pool was packed, which led to:

"Closet"
"Ray!"
*Grin* "Fraser!"

I love randomly-placed Due South geekery.)

I dropped Laura off afterwards and made my way back to mine. As I was balancing 12 different things trying to unlock the door, I noticed this HUGE spider sat on the door frame. It was massive and black and had a thick body. *Cringes and twitches just thinking about it*

Now I'm horribly arachnaphobic (I know, I know - I'm bigger than them etc. etc. But dammit - it's an IRRATIONAL fear. That's what a phobia IS.) so I couldn't leave this spider there, so close to invading my house coming in. What followed was a battle of epic proportions! Thrills! Spills! Girlish gasping! Coming to a cinema near you this summer!

I swear this thing put Shelob to shame. It one point it started crawling towards me while half-covered in the white fly & wasp killer stuff (I thought that it might work) and I may have hyperventilated a little bit. (I'm such a grown up, right?)

Anyway - we got rid of the spider. (I say "we" but Jac spent most of the time cowering like a jessie on the other side of the room. I may be a girl about spiders, but dammit! I'm a pro-active girl. Though Jac did offer to hand me a big pair of boots to stomp it, but I couldn't be that mean. The thought made me sick.)

Such an exciting, action-packed life I lead!

I think Anna may have infected me with her time zone as I'm sleeping way later than I usually do. Craziness!

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I love my sister for a huge number of reasons - one of course being because she's my sister. Other reasons include:

Scene: Looking for a pair of flag-flipflops in my size

Me: There are no size 8s the the Scottish ones. There are clearly too many big-footed people in Scotland.

Jac: It's true

Me: *Notes the over-abundance of larger sizes in the Welsh flag* But clearly only teeny-footed people in Wales.

Jac: It's so they can sneak up behind the sheep

Scene: In my car

Me: *randomly* Would terrorists ever crash a plane into me? I am a landmark...

*much later*

Jac: *laughs at something I've just said* I'd miss you if you were gone.

Me: If terrorists crashed a plane into me?

Jac: *eyeroll* yeah.

Me: *grins* You'd miss me. *pause* But the terrorists clearly wouldn't! *grins over her bad joke*

Jac: Well maybe they might...they might be crying

Me: *mock cries* Bye mom!

Jac: *Confused* "Bye Bob"?

Me: *Sarcastic" Yes - "Bye Bob!"

Jac: *nods* Well, Bob is their uncle.


I think we win at entirely pointless conversations that make only us laugh like crazy people. Anna? This is what you have to look forward to.

A minus 9 days...