3 more days…
And then I’ll have some free time to catch up on sooooo many things (#1 priority is to get the 31 Days of Horror Movies pictures done).
But until then….HANG IN THERE!
3 more days…
And then I’ll have some free time to catch up on sooooo many things (#1 priority is to get the 31 Days of Horror Movies pictures done).
But until then….HANG IN THERE!
You find a phone…
And you think you know whose it is and do something silly like take a photo.
Then you find out it’s NOT that person’s phone and it’s actually someone who doesn’t know you very well.
Am I embarrassed? Yes.
Will I try to find out if the person is mad or thinks it’s funny? No.
In other words, out of sight out of mind.
Soooo tired…
I want to work on the drawings but work has been killer this week.
We’re on a time limit to get things done by 3pm tomorrow. We’re gonna make it…I think.
Fingers crossed.
Having a few flashbacks…
Rehearsal today provided a few flashbacks to a show I worked on last year…or maybe two years ago? I can’t really remember cuz’ I REALLY try to forget that show.
Some day I’ll get into the grimy details. For now, just know it involved 4 men, a handshake, and egos.
Today the air brimmed with similar energy to an event that happened during that show…I was prepared for shouting, but oddly the ones involved today were more mature about how they handled the tension.
I’ll save the story for a day when I have more time to give it justice….also I wrote this post cuz’ I’m somewhere I can’t easily load pictures…so instead of a photo of me in my Smee costume from last night you get this vague post.
Anybut, maybe I’ll upload the photo once I get somewhere with better internet.
Writing is a fickle thing…
I can sit here and stare at this blog for hours and not think of a word to say. But then I hop over to one of my many projects and realize I’ve almost written 100,000 words for it.
Of course, putting the goal of “Write 100 days in a row” on myself makes it hard to write posts. It also doesn’t help that I’ll think of something to write, but won’t be anywhere near a notepad or my computer to write it down. And yet I can sit on an idea for my work in progress for MONTHS before being ready to put it down in words.
Writing is a fickle thing…
When I start something…
There are 3 possible ways I’ll handle it.
Way 1: Start but then quickly lose interest.
Way 2: Be obsessed with it for months…then lose interest only to come back to it months later and be obsessed again for months.
Way 3: Focus on nothing else until it’s completed.
Way 1 and Way 2 are the most popular of the 3-ways (heh heh) I handle things. It gives the impression I never finish anything…I do. But only if it’s interesting.
Way 3 is where I’m currently finding myself on something that is very time consuming, with no physical rewards (money, work, etc.). But I love doing it and for the 2 people who care enough to stick with me for how long I’ve been working on it…I’m very appreciative. Also I don’t want to let those 2 people down.
Anybut, this was a brief distraction from the work. Now I shall return to focusing on nothing else!
Dirty little secret…
I love the show Dance Moms. I know it’s a stupid little reality show, but I really like watching it. The mothers being backstabbers to each other and yet still being friends in the next 5 minutes…I eat that up.
Maybe I also like to feel ashamed at how un coordinated I am when I “dance” watching children dance so amazing.
I could never get into dancing when I was a kid. But if I had…I wouldn’t have gone anywhere with it. Would’ve probably stopped when I reached middle school.
Oh well.
Anybut, it’s fun to go back to the early seasons before the kids were famous and before the whole financial troubles.
Just got home from seeing IT Ch 2…
I loved it. I mean, was 2 hr 50 minutes enough for me? Yes and No.
I didn’t mind the changes, loved the things they kept from the book, and the references.
Beverly kind of lost her fire from the first movie (to me), but Bill Hader as Ritchie was brilliant. Pennywise was terrifying….of course.
Though I have to confess something…I went to the bathroom (didn’t miss any scares though, timed it right) and scared myself. I was alone in the bathroom washing my hands and the toilet bubbled behind me. I honestly thought I was about to hear children’s voices coming from the sink.
Also, kudos to the writing team who threw a number of curveballs I wasn’t expecting in as someone who’s read the book and watched the original TV movie numerous times.
Anybut, I highly recommend it (pun intended) if you liked the first movie.
Pointless debate time…
Should I paint my nails? Or use fake nails? They’ve gotten to the length I like, but I don’t want to sit and wait for paint to dry…
This is one of many pointless inner debates I have going through my brain right now.
If there was no religion…
would a praying mantis still be called a PRAYING mantis?