You've got to be lost to find the places that cant be found, else everyone would know where it was.
Up and down round and round, these days. I'm a bit tired. Not quite as tired as my brain thinks it should be. i'm just strapped for time and... not at the same time. I have so much going on at the moment I dont know quite what to do with myself. I've been relatively happy or more so content for a while, but that sort of fell apart a bit yesterday. Yesterday was not the best of days. It hit me just how much I have going on and I had a bit of a panic, and things went downhill from there. Tears and tantrums and such, but I had a good long talk with Eddie which was good.
But oh god, the last few days - i swear. I realised on Monday that I essentially have three assignments that HAVE to have something be done with this week. Today I had the filming for my Effects and Compositing assignment - my greenscreen assessment. We'll see how it goes from there. I'm still a bit ... eh about my group, but now we have the data we can just use it, which is good. I can get set into using Aftereffects. Then tomorrow I have a ten minute presentation on the motion capture used in Pirates of the Caribbean to do, which I only just finished. Then on Thursday I have to post up a 3000 word story for workshopping on Monday. I completely forgot that workshopping on Monday meant I had to post up by early morning thursday.
Fail.
THEN, on top of it all, there was work all weekend, and THEN, AND THEN Comedy Festival.
Oh man.
Comedy Festival.
Since it started on Thursday I have seen:
Zoe Combs Marr - Free (Very Good)
Lisa Skye - Free (Material, Good, personality, gold)
Anyone for Tennis - Free (Damn Good)
Paul Foot - Paid - (Ace.) This was badly planned, I am seeing him again with Milla and looking forward to it. He was awesome.
Sarah Quin - Free (good)
Poet Laureate Telia Nevile - Free (very good)
Tommy Little - Free - Alright (I got ticket to this because APPARENTLY I CAN'T TELL THE DAYS OF THE WEEK. I thought it was Dave Thornton time, It wasn't. Clearly. BONUS TIX make up for the Idiocy. Sometimes I wonder why I'm allowed to leave the house. Later story will add to this reasoning)
TOMORROW
Sammy J and Randy - Free
Dave Thornton - Free
SATURDAY
GOOD NEWS WEEK, BITCHES. Awww yeah. - (paid)
NEXT WEEK
Josh Thomas - paid
Daniel Kitson - paid
Adam Hills on Gordon Street
If you're gonna do it, do it RIGHT. And get as many free tickets as you CAN. Oh yeah.
Anything to make up for the fact on the weekend i spent THREE HOURS ON A BUS. Because I am a dickhead and can never tell where I'm going. I went to Chadstone to get Hercules catfood, which was fine. I bought a bookcase while I was there, so I had MUCHO TO CARRY. Which was upsetting. What was also upsetting was me being stupid enough to catch the bus towards Oakleigh and not BACK TOWARDS KEW. Needless to say I think it's pretty obvious this idiot wound up in fucking Oakleigh with 8KG of cat food a new bookcase and a bag full of KMart clearance ware, because nothing says classy like Kmart underwear.
So yeah. Thankfully the nice bus driver let me leave my heavy crap on the bus while he had his break, but I had to bum around Oakleigh for forty minutes. It took forever, I was meant to go to a show with Sarina, but by the time I got all my crap home and then got into the city it would have been cutting it so close the knife would have come out the other side. And i was grumpy and tired as fuck.
THEN last night LJ decided to fucking DELETE MY LAYOUT. So i had to start again, and I dont really want the same layout as before, I'd like something a bit different, but I can't DECIDE and everything annoys me. Pouty times.
And now to top it all off my last wisdom tooth has decided to make another valiant effort to come through, even though the last two times he's tried he's FAILED. This time has not been any different, but he's having fun trying (and causing me pain).
So yeah. That's a summary of my life at the moment, WORK WORK, LAZY DAY (MAYBE), WORK, UNI UNI UNI,
Add uni assessments and comedy festival and stir. sprinkle with a little bit of pain, a dollop of emotional dependency, three tablespoons of pointless hobby related stress (I KNOW I'M SO FAR BEHIND IN RBBS, I KNOW I KNOW, I'M STUCK, ITS NOT WORKING AND I DON'T HAVE TIME) mix in half a cup of relative happiness and bake in an oven of stubborn pride for as long as required.
Leave to settle for about an hour around the house and serve on the internet.
Makes one twenty something uni student. I guess.
On an extra bonus, I've lost another 2KG and now ALL TROUSERS NEED A BELT. The belt, I have to say at the moment, is an unwelcome addition. But needed. I feel a little bit proud. Keep on, shall we?
But oh god, the last few days - i swear. I realised on Monday that I essentially have three assignments that HAVE to have something be done with this week. Today I had the filming for my Effects and Compositing assignment - my greenscreen assessment. We'll see how it goes from there. I'm still a bit ... eh about my group, but now we have the data we can just use it, which is good. I can get set into using Aftereffects. Then tomorrow I have a ten minute presentation on the motion capture used in Pirates of the Caribbean to do, which I only just finished. Then on Thursday I have to post up a 3000 word story for workshopping on Monday. I completely forgot that workshopping on Monday meant I had to post up by early morning thursday.
Fail.
THEN, on top of it all, there was work all weekend, and THEN, AND THEN Comedy Festival.
Oh man.
Comedy Festival.
Since it started on Thursday I have seen:
Zoe Combs Marr - Free (Very Good)
Lisa Skye - Free (Material, Good, personality, gold)
Anyone for Tennis - Free (Damn Good)
Paul Foot - Paid - (Ace.) This was badly planned, I am seeing him again with Milla and looking forward to it. He was awesome.
Sarah Quin - Free (good)
Poet Laureate Telia Nevile - Free (very good)
Tommy Little - Free - Alright (I got ticket to this because APPARENTLY I CAN'T TELL THE DAYS OF THE WEEK. I thought it was Dave Thornton time, It wasn't. Clearly. BONUS TIX make up for the Idiocy. Sometimes I wonder why I'm allowed to leave the house. Later story will add to this reasoning)
TOMORROW
Sammy J and Randy - Free
Dave Thornton - Free
SATURDAY
GOOD NEWS WEEK, BITCHES. Awww yeah. - (paid)
NEXT WEEK
Josh Thomas - paid
Daniel Kitson - paid
Adam Hills on Gordon Street
If you're gonna do it, do it RIGHT. And get as many free tickets as you CAN. Oh yeah.
Anything to make up for the fact on the weekend i spent THREE HOURS ON A BUS. Because I am a dickhead and can never tell where I'm going. I went to Chadstone to get Hercules catfood, which was fine. I bought a bookcase while I was there, so I had MUCHO TO CARRY. Which was upsetting. What was also upsetting was me being stupid enough to catch the bus towards Oakleigh and not BACK TOWARDS KEW. Needless to say I think it's pretty obvious this idiot wound up in fucking Oakleigh with 8KG of cat food a new bookcase and a bag full of KMart clearance ware, because nothing says classy like Kmart underwear.
So yeah. Thankfully the nice bus driver let me leave my heavy crap on the bus while he had his break, but I had to bum around Oakleigh for forty minutes. It took forever, I was meant to go to a show with Sarina, but by the time I got all my crap home and then got into the city it would have been cutting it so close the knife would have come out the other side. And i was grumpy and tired as fuck.
THEN last night LJ decided to fucking DELETE MY LAYOUT. So i had to start again, and I dont really want the same layout as before, I'd like something a bit different, but I can't DECIDE and everything annoys me. Pouty times.
And now to top it all off my last wisdom tooth has decided to make another valiant effort to come through, even though the last two times he's tried he's FAILED. This time has not been any different, but he's having fun trying (and causing me pain).
So yeah. That's a summary of my life at the moment, WORK WORK, LAZY DAY (MAYBE), WORK, UNI UNI UNI,
Add uni assessments and comedy festival and stir. sprinkle with a little bit of pain, a dollop of emotional dependency, three tablespoons of pointless hobby related stress (I KNOW I'M SO FAR BEHIND IN RBBS, I KNOW I KNOW, I'M STUCK, ITS NOT WORKING AND I DON'T HAVE TIME) mix in half a cup of relative happiness and bake in an oven of stubborn pride for as long as required.
Leave to settle for about an hour around the house and serve on the internet.
Makes one twenty something uni student. I guess.
On an extra bonus, I've lost another 2KG and now ALL TROUSERS NEED A BELT. The belt, I have to say at the moment, is an unwelcome addition. But needed. I feel a little bit proud. Keep on, shall we?