Day: November 11, 2007

For Halloween, I dressed up as a Japanese ghost. There was a costume contest, with a lot of good costumes. It was pretty cool. Some of the people (including me) on the 2nd floor created a haunted house. It was a pretty darn cool haunted house. A lot of work went into it.

We started creating the haunted house at around 7 PM on October 30th. I had to go home at midnight so I could sleep. Woke up at 6 AM with only 4 hours of sleep and went back to work again. I put my costume on at around 9 AM at work. After getting some work in, lunch was served and so was the costume contest. I didn’t win. Robert said that I was docked for not putting makeup on my legs. Meh, I don’t care. Around 1:30 or 2 PM, more preparations for the haunted house continued. We were finally ready around 4 PM. My job was to open the door when the knocking sound effects were played. After the 2nd group of people, Anna asked me to scream when the lights went out. There were some dorks that would try to force open the door, and then ram the door into me. If the door doesn’t open, then don’t force it. Geez. >_<

After everything was over, I helped out with the clean up, but there was some stuff due that day, so I had to get back to work. I ended being there until 9 PM. >_>; It was well worth, I think. A lot of people liked our haunted house. It was a success. ^_^ I can’t wait to do it again next year. At least, I hope to do it again next year. ^^

Yesterday, a coworker and I went to Burbank to join the hundreds of people trying to become an extra on the new Star Trek movie. We got there early and there was already a line. After wandering around gawking at the people (and finding a restroom for me), we lined up to await our fate in the Star Trek universe.

Ok, it wasn’t that glamorous. It was a line that moved little by little. The sun was a bit hot when it started at 2:30 PM. It was almost 5 PM and rather chilly when we finally got inside. There were 3 people taking head shots and body shots of the wannabe extras. No smiles when taking photos. I look like a retard when I don’t smile. We turned in our gender color coded piece of paper with our information, and that was it.

I might have a higher chance of being chosen because of my marching band experience, but seriously, overall the chances of me being picked is still rather slim. Not to mention, I would have to ditch work, which I don’t definitely want to do. Health insurance > acting gig.

Afteward, my coworker and I ate dinner at Pinocchio’s. It’s a very good restaurant. I have left overs. I should eat it now.