I wish I could say this is my first time attempting to blog in awhile, but that would be a lie. I've written so many different post drafts by this point that it's stupid. My brain has been picketing me ever since I finished Carpooling with St. Pat. I've gone into a weird stupor which, in my brain's defense, did manage to clear long enough to do things like finally finish my 279th edit for Nothing That is Not. I sent it to the ever-patient Michele, asked my friend Anna to do a last minute content read, and then once again my brain was like "Screw you. Bye."
The past two weeks overall, though, I feel like I've been a step up from vegetable. I keep forgetting to reply to text messages - or don't notice when they don't go through - and the weeks flew past without my noticing.
Then, of course, comes the gentle realization that, oh SHIT, C2E2 is in less than a month!!!! Naturally I'm making myself three entirely new costumes for this, partially because the challenge is what makes it interesting, and then also because I apparently hate myself deep down inside. I've also got a costume I'm making Ramona wear, so I should probably get that done too, right? Ugh. Time. What even.
I still need to write about the St. Pat's video, but I'm a little disappointed in myself with it because I was going to submit it to a puppetry festival film fest. Unfortunately, I waited until the last minute, and it turned out that I needed some information that I did not have. When I contacted the festival on the morning of that last day (seriously, last minute), nobody got back to me. Again, my fault - I meant to do it much earlier, but my brain decided that it was going to focus on other things (more pressing, sure, such as where a few of my tax documents have gone and the fact that I seem to have picked up another class at another school) but that really doesn't excuse not thinking to look earlier and make sure I wasn't going to have to email three people within an organization. I'd even been texting Gory about some of the language on the freaking submission guide, but just entirely missed the other half of it. Bah. I did ultimately get my membership number and sent the submission in a few days late, just for the heck of it, but the feeling of dropping the ball is one that I DO NOT LIKE.
Anyway. I'll post my write-up of it soon, and stop being generally inept at everything. It'll happen! Just watch me! Here we go, world!
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