Well, it's official. Yesterday marked my first full completed week back in lovely Wilmington, North Carolina. I actually officially moved back May 19, but I had to return to Fayetteville and didn't actually stay here until May 21.
Anyway, some notes...
Wilmington's film industry seems to be no better off than when I first left it. Three projects, almost all wrapped. No available film jobs. Nuts.
The humidity is killing me.
I had to split up my three dogs. It sucks. They're sad. So am I.
I've been sick for the better part of a week. What a way to celebrate returning to an awesome beach town.
A bunch of "friends" have yet to return phone calls or emails. Thanks, guys.
Another friend told me to never contact her again. Still confused about that one. I'm not sure if she found out about my "adventures" in Latin America or not. ;)
I quit smoking on May 26. For those who didn't know, I started again on May 5, when I stopped in Dallas for two days and stayed with the guy who taught me how to smoke in the first place.
It's very weird shopping in my old Food Lion and eating at my old Subway. Can't explain it. It's just weird.
My laptop is painfully outdated, and despite my best efforts to upgrade the hardware/software, it really doesn't invite me to use it... hence, the few blogs and complete lack of other significant writing.
I cut all of my long hair off. I officially look like a soldier once again (even though I never looked like a soldier when I actually was a soldier).
My cats are pissed that I haven't let them outside yet.
I have no idea how the Padres are doing, and have no clue how the Chargers are progressing with their off-season. Also, I don't even know if the Ducks won the Stanley Cup. In fact, I'm not even aware that sporting events are occuring right now.
I hurt my foot, my hip, and my elbow doing pratfalls for a buddy's video project on Saturday. He showed me a rought cut, and my pain didn't even make it on the trailer. I feel used.
I taught my dog how to jump in and out of my room window, primarily because I'm too lazy to walk him around back.
Finally, despite feeling so out of place and mostly being bored with nothing to do, I feel great and am loving it.
Shoot me a line, people. Let's hang out.