While I'm Out

Dear Claire,
I got called in to meet with the head of performing and screen arts. I was very frightened. She said I hadn't been turning up to class. I said I had pneumonia and gave her my medical certificate. Then it was all right and we lolzed about how I really should have called and told someone. I am script manager, extras co-ordinator and continuity on three studio shoots coming up very soon. This means I will have to stand around looking professional for three days from 8.30 until 5, along with about a billion other people such as the second camera assistant and the studio monitor. The director is a fancy person who directs Go Girls and she was a nurse on Shortland Street in the '90s. I am disappointed that I missed Shortland Street tonight as the storyline was about Gerald (real Gerald) and Chris's cousin Isaac getting tricked into going orienteering together and then getting lost in the bush. They hate each other so it would have been a barrel of laughs. But I wasn't at home because Naomi was all LolzTim, I'm actually just going to move out so we have to give another three weeks notice so you can't get your bond back until then and also since you're moving in a week this means you'll have to pay rent for this place also, ha ha ha. And then he came to meet me on Dominion Rd at 6 o'clock in the rain not wearing shoes and looking very, very angry. So I had to be nice and buy ice creams and wafer biscuits. Then we had to go and be polite at this 21st and a billion things held us up from getting there including a fight with Naomi, a panic attack, the toilet randomly not flushing, intercepting people from going into the bathroom, me laughing hysterically at this situation, second fight with Naomi, the bus not stopping for us, Joe Trotman trying to peddle us some drugs, and my extensive monologue about how I prefer numbers with a lot of factors leading us to believe that the party was at 56 Upper Queen Street instead of 57 and therefore a lot of wandering up and down the wrong side of the road. At the party Tim accidentally ate a marshmallow which is not vegetarian ok and had to spit it out as we were being introduced to someone. Who was incidentally a large man in a red jumper and small green floral shorts.
The Maxx website is down which is irritating as I have to be at a pre-production meeting at the peculiar time of 9.40 tomorrow and I have no idea when the bus comes.
Also that thing that you said should only be a small amount of mess turned out to be a large amount of mess and everyone involved became very messy and said Oh God and Jesus Christ a lot. We've all become rather religious.
There's an ad on the television currently that you would hate, it's for nappies and it says boys and girls are different and the boy plays with trucks and the girl dresses as a fairy.
You've been gone for more than a month and I still keep accidentally almost texting you. How are foreign lands? George says hello. (This is George:)

This is Miranda. She's quite good, you should meet her sometime. She is also an excellent photographer, as exhibited by our new press shot:

I'm imagining this press coverage involving Miranda and Titian and a printing press and some sort of running out of ink scenario because Titian did it wrong the first time and got ink everywhere.
I'll try to keep you more updated.
I miss you!
Yours sincerely,
Rebecca K. Reilly