Maybe I'll make Mondays Mandatory...

For posting. I really suck at updating this lately. I guess it's because work has been slow/ all my time this past week has been editing Hide&Seek photos. Saturday I did a photo booth at a friend's insane birthday party. I learned that some people on coke are really mean, while some are just really annoying. I should write PSAs for the anti drug movement. "Hi. My name is Megan. Cocaine use has been shown to lead to you thinking you're much cooler than you actually are. This overconfidence isn't attractive, and neither is screaming into the microphone you've stolen from the band while dressed like Lady Gaga. Seriously, we can all see your vagina. Don't do drugs."

Photo of me by The Cobrasnake

AJ, Danielle, and I were The Baby Shoes Gang.
I haven't been able to sleep for the last week either. I've been waking up at 9am no matter what time I went to bed. It's not conducive to me being in a good mood. Last night I was completely out cold by midnight after spending 12 hours helping to move three truckloads of grip gear at Pollution Studios. Three AM rolled around and my neighbors, with what are usually adorable British accents, decided to have a party... outside... even though it was below 50 degrees... right under my window. They stopped the shenanigans pretty soon after they started, but it didn't matter. I was awake, and my brain started doing this weird "the sky is falling" race over every possible topic I could stress out about. "How am I going to make rent? What if I don't go on Warped Tour, then what am I going to do? Should I have shot that show tonight after all? What if I pissed off that chick at the coffee shop because I didn't have money to tip her? Why isn't he texting me back? Do they not have cell service in Northern California or something? There's no gas in my car. What if I get sick? Ugh I ate too much junk today. I need to go hiking tomorrow or something. I need to edit though..." and so on and so forth... So I watched Hulu (Archer is the funniest cartoon I have ever seen in my life ever by the way) and eventually my brain slowed down to a pace that I could blank out at, and I had really insane dreams/ nightmares all night until I slogged out of bed at 11am.

I spent all of yesterday out at Pollution helping them unload multiple tons of new gear that they bought. My arms are killing me today, in a good way though. Near the end of the day Julien opened a random mystery box and discovered it was full of a couple dozen folding knives. Pretty awesome basically. So now all of us are armed and dangerous, and after a couple hours of practice none of us are any better at throwing knives. Just another day at Pollution Studios!

Ok I'm off to upload 200+ photos from Saturday's photo booth before I start getting angry emails from the guests wondering where their photos are... because that's what most of them will be doing on a Monday...

Update: You can check out all the photos HERE! I think doing a photo booth is kind of like childbirth. Right after it I say, "NEVER doing that again ever!" then I look at the photos and get all nostalgic for the party that I never really got to be a part of because I was stuck in a room all night taking photos. I think to myself, "Next time maybe I'll get to have fun!" and sign up for the next one...