Poor Forgotten Journal
It looks like I only posted three time last year. Wow. What happened last year that I did not mention?
I presented a paper at the PCA/ACA conference in San Antonio.
A professor I met at that conference propositioned me in an email a few weeks later (super creepy).
Our band This Is Boring With Hats played a couple of shows.
I did The Visceral Show again. The show was much smaller and better for it.
Keith and our friend Ryan wrote and produced "Don't Close Your Eyes" - 7 original radio plays. They were super fun and I got to be in some of them.
The laser place laid me off.
I was hired to be an assistant editor on the National Geographic show "America The Wild."
I took burlesque classes and did a fan dance in a show.
I had a new corset made for me. It is a black underbust and it is fantastic.
Keith and I threw a great Halloween party. We dressed as Gomez and Morticia Addams.
Keith proposed and I accepted.
Keith and I went to Seattle a few times.
I applied to PhD programs.
My little brother joined the Navy.
My film got second place at the Element Film Festival, although they didn't bother to tell me it was screening.
I spent Christmas with Keith's family in Spokane.
So far this year a few things have happened:
The National Geographic job ended.
The laser place called me up and asked to hire me back with a raise, but it would still be only a contract position (no benefits). I accepted.
We are trying to work out this whole wedding thing.
I didn't get into a few film festivals.
I am currently at my parents' house in Texas. I am glad that I am getting to spend some time with my brother before he leaves for basic training. I don't know when the next time I see him will be. I hope he can come to the wedding, but I can't count on it. I feel the same way about everyone else from Texas that I am inviting other than my parents. I currently feel like a wedding is this ordeal that couples have to survive in order to be married to each other. I am looking forward to being married a million times more than I am looking forward to the wedding. I feel like these next months of planning will be awful.
I presented a paper at the PCA/ACA conference in San Antonio.
A professor I met at that conference propositioned me in an email a few weeks later (super creepy).
Our band This Is Boring With Hats played a couple of shows.
I did The Visceral Show again. The show was much smaller and better for it.
Keith and our friend Ryan wrote and produced "Don't Close Your Eyes" - 7 original radio plays. They were super fun and I got to be in some of them.
The laser place laid me off.
I was hired to be an assistant editor on the National Geographic show "America The Wild."
I took burlesque classes and did a fan dance in a show.
I had a new corset made for me. It is a black underbust and it is fantastic.
Keith and I threw a great Halloween party. We dressed as Gomez and Morticia Addams.
Keith proposed and I accepted.
Keith and I went to Seattle a few times.
I applied to PhD programs.
My little brother joined the Navy.
My film got second place at the Element Film Festival, although they didn't bother to tell me it was screening.
I spent Christmas with Keith's family in Spokane.
So far this year a few things have happened:
The National Geographic job ended.
The laser place called me up and asked to hire me back with a raise, but it would still be only a contract position (no benefits). I accepted.
We are trying to work out this whole wedding thing.
I didn't get into a few film festivals.
I am currently at my parents' house in Texas. I am glad that I am getting to spend some time with my brother before he leaves for basic training. I don't know when the next time I see him will be. I hope he can come to the wedding, but I can't count on it. I feel the same way about everyone else from Texas that I am inviting other than my parents. I currently feel like a wedding is this ordeal that couples have to survive in order to be married to each other. I am looking forward to being married a million times more than I am looking forward to the wedding. I feel like these next months of planning will be awful.