We Totally Started the Fire

One of my favorite parts of Gillian’s blog (thatsg.com) is when she recaps her week… if only because I find it entertaining when she “forgets” to include me in our joint activities.

So I thought I would treat all of you (ie. Gillian and her parents) to what I’ve been up to this week. I’ll obviously skip over the boring “I went to work” “I went to class” “I cooked a lean cuisine for dinner” shenanigans. However,  I will say that my job is pretty freaking awesome and I got to sit in on the best phone call ever.

Most of the people who know me know that I am one of those people who is purposefully busy all the time. I am overly involved in on campus organizations at law school, give myself silly workout commitments that I feel guilty for breaking (except when I sit in bed all morning blogging), and generally don’t feel accomplished unless I’m running round like a chicken with my head cut off.

This week had a particular sense of urgency because the event I had been preparing for for months was going to be on Thursday- a big mentor event bringing together USC’s intimidatingly successful entertainment law alumni with members of the organization I run USC’s Entertainment Law Society (ELS). But more on that later.

I spent Monday making phone calls and harassing the assistants of our confirmed mentors. The one thing this whole process has taught me is that assistants are pretty much the most important people in the entertainment business. If they don’t like you, you’ll never get to their boss. So BE NICE TO ASSISTANTS… and flirt a little. Flirting always helps.

Tuesday was my mom’s birthday. My dad was out of town so my sister and I took my mom and our grandparents (my grandmother’s birthday is today!) out for dessert at The Melting Pot. We ordered the “Yin and Yang” (white and dark chocolate fondue) and the S’More (Milk chocolate, marshmallow, and graham cracker crumb fondue).

Some rice crispy treats, strawberries, brownies, and cookie crumb covered marshmallows yummmm!

Wednesday led into work and a stint in the library like a 1L. For those of you who aren’t in law school (… jealous) 2 and 3Ls pretty much compete to see how little time they can spend in the library. As an epic all day/night/weekend librarier as a 1L the fact that this was my first all day stint there is rather impressive. ANYWAY. This week is my week of networking for ELS. I had previously set up… and forgotten about… a student networking event with the graduate students at the cinema school and the entertainment focused MBA students. Thank God Steven and Ricky are awesome and picked up my slack and put together a KILLER mixer. I made friends with some rather emaciated looking producers from the cinema school, and with some rather country club looking Canadians who were “business” students. It was a great break from the library and I think I made some new friends for Sundance… as long as they don’t leave to drive to Utah at 2am again. This Princess only flies… Southwest. Those pretzels they give you are awesome.

Then a long came Thursday. I went for my usual morning run (part of my self induced fitness routine… 20 miles a week! Considering my roommate just got back from a single 11 mile run we’ll call that my baby steps) and went through every nightmare scenario in my head- what if NO mentors show up! What if the food is bad! What if my advisor starts calling me Banana again? What if one of the students drinks too much at the open bar and throws up on the head of Sony/Columbia pictures?!

Well I shoved my fears down and got to the venue 45 minutes early, because you know those uber luxury Beverly Hills hotels are totally known for slacking. I realized that our party was following a Victoria’s Secret Party, which is not useful information at all other than obviously I choose awesome venues. And I waited. Some of my board members showed up to help set up… aka get free drinks early.

I strategically told all the students (and the Dean) to arrive 30 minutes before the mentors… no one likes walking into an empty party. 20 minutes after the mentors were supposed to arrive and none had shown I had a mini panic attack. Luckily, my good friend Jamie (last year’s ELS president) was there to keep me calm and feed me wine. Then everyone started rolling in. I had forgotten that in the entertainment business 20 minutes late is half an hour early.

I won’t bore you with any more details of the event but suffice to say it was AMAZING. Venue- swanky. Attendees- engaged and maybe a little bit drunk. Food- Mac N Cheese cups. Dean- In love with us. It was hands down our most successful event yet… and I maybe cried a little bit out of relief. And the fact that I may never get to have those mac n cheese cups again.

Me, Jamie, and Dean Rasmussen with our awesome sign! (Jamie makes everyone look like a giant)

My VPs "The Michaels," me, and our advisor- John Schulman.

I left the event and returned home to where I met my good friend Morgan, and two of Gillian’s knuckle heads (and my favs) Matty and Bryan to have a little pajama wine party to try and make our way through the CASE of wine I bought last month. We were unsuccessful… but drunk and happy. Many Girl Scout cookies were eaten.

Friday I had scheduled a friend date with my favorite law school gunner Alex (thank you to Alex’s gf Jen for letting me borrow him!). A little background- Alex and I were in the same super section as 1Ls and I hated him for the first 4 months of school because he was either eating excessive amounts of food (2 muffins after lunch?! WHO ARE YOU?), inappropriate food (sushi at 10 am?! WHO ARE YOU?), or raising his hand to propose 15 minute long hypotheticals. Though by the time we had finished finals we were besties. Bonding over a shared love of constant eating, procrastinating, and that I had driven him home on Halloween while he wore a Lieutenant Dangle costume and we all saw his umm… dangle? He then ate/spilled french fries in my car. It was love.

We had a little snafu at the beginning of our date in that I thought we were leaving from our apartments (he lives in the building behind me) and he thought we were meeting in Westwood. I jumped in my car and made it down Santa Monica Blvd at rush hour in 10 minutes. I AM MAGIC. We then preceded to eat our weight in pizza at 800 Degrees Pizza. IT.WAS.AWESOME.

The restaurant is kind of like Chipotle but for pizza- you walk in and choose a base (margarita, blanca, or cheeseless) and add WHATEVER YOU WANT. The thin crust and 800 degree oven allow the pizza to cook in 1 minute and you have your personalized pizza by the time you pay! We heard it gets crowded so we met a bit early (about 6:20 after our missed connection) and had no problems. By the time we left though the line was out the door and down the block. I will DEFINITELY be going back. The pizza was so good we didn’t even have room for Diddy Reese (cookie ice cream sandwiches) afterward!!!

My pizza- Margarita (extra sauce), meat balls, grilled onion, pesto.
Alex's pizza- Margarita, eggplant, mushroom, grilled onion
Yes. We ate ALL the pizza. Deal.

Alex chomping down on his pizza. This is now the picture that comes up when he calls. You're welcome.

We then met up with Alex’s friend Paul and Paul’s sister Annie (who were both AWESOME) and we headed to the Wellsbourne on the West Side for some drinks, competitive shuffle board, and (literally) glass shattering foozball. We  eventually moved the party to Arsenal where we started the dance party and danced our butts off until we all hit our bed time at…. midnight. Hey, we’re busy students/professionals we have to draw the line somewhere.

I don’t have any video from our awesome dance moves but this is a pretty accurate reproduction:

This weekend I predict some more running, some outlining, and a few fun meals out with Gillian!