It's a long, long line to get out of here.
I was about to type the semester is over, except I've forgotten that I told my film prof that I was going to re-write the paper I handed in on Monday. It completely slipped my mind, so I suppose I'll work on that tomorrow. It's only supposed to be three pages, I handed her 4, I just want to add some footnotes from another book. Considering only one other person handed their paper in on Monday, I figured I ought to ask.
But more or less, the semester is over. I am so glad, because this was the worst semester I've ever had. I think I'll get at least one good grade, but I'm not sure about both classes. We'll see.
Our film show for my found footage class was a really nice event with a packed room where people had to end up sitting on the floor. The whole experience made me want to be a real filmmaker, not the stuffy kind but the experimental seedy kind that ends up in film shows held in dark bars, much like this one. The projection of my film did not go so well, as the projector decided to hop on every single cut in the film, and even during a few parts where there weren't any splices. I have no idea why that happened because my film always ran smoothly at the school on two different projectors, but these things happen in the 16mm world. It may have added a performance-art element to my otherwise awful film, who knows?
I've finished my Christmas shopping, well almost, because oh, what to get my true love? He won't pipe up on what he wants so if he keeps this up, he's getting a lump of coal or somethin'. How are you supposed to tell a man he's special through a Christmas gift? (*When you can't afford a large plasma television, I mean.)
But yes, the family and friends shopping is complete. The shoppers were mad and rude today, so I chatted up all the register jockeys I encountered and tried to show a little sympathy, which they seemed to appreciate. I'm now waiting for tomorrow night where I will be holding a wrapping extravaganza while watching Christmas Vacation and drinking spiked cocoa.
But first, I've got horse shelter duty in the morning.
But more or less, the semester is over. I am so glad, because this was the worst semester I've ever had. I think I'll get at least one good grade, but I'm not sure about both classes. We'll see.
Our film show for my found footage class was a really nice event with a packed room where people had to end up sitting on the floor. The whole experience made me want to be a real filmmaker, not the stuffy kind but the experimental seedy kind that ends up in film shows held in dark bars, much like this one. The projection of my film did not go so well, as the projector decided to hop on every single cut in the film, and even during a few parts where there weren't any splices. I have no idea why that happened because my film always ran smoothly at the school on two different projectors, but these things happen in the 16mm world. It may have added a performance-art element to my otherwise awful film, who knows?
I've finished my Christmas shopping, well almost, because oh, what to get my true love? He won't pipe up on what he wants so if he keeps this up, he's getting a lump of coal or somethin'. How are you supposed to tell a man he's special through a Christmas gift? (*When you can't afford a large plasma television, I mean.)
But yes, the family and friends shopping is complete. The shoppers were mad and rude today, so I chatted up all the register jockeys I encountered and tried to show a little sympathy, which they seemed to appreciate. I'm now waiting for tomorrow night where I will be holding a wrapping extravaganza while watching Christmas Vacation and drinking spiked cocoa.
But first, I've got horse shelter duty in the morning.