Warped Isolation

This is me, blathering on about my life in general. Sometimes I wax poetic, sometimes I wax wacky and sometimes I wax thought-provoking. Whatever it is you hope to find here, I hope you find it. I welcome any and all comments, so feel free.

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

12+12+12-3+1=34

Alright. Now I suppose I should explain why I have random math equations on my blog. Actually, it's me, very slowly and painstakingly counting out how long I have been awake.

Turns out that I have been awake for 33 hours, and since it's almost one, which I didn't realize until just now, really it's 34 hours. At 5:30 yesterday morning I was sitting outside in the rain, wondering at the fact that twichering, bendy, trembling aspens were really twichery and trembly, why the wind was talking to me, why I was outside in slippers, no coat and pyjamas and why oh WHY could I not fall asleep?
Then, shivering and fretful, I stumbled back into bed, and blessedly, I slept. (this is the minus 3)

Until 8:30, when I had to wake up to get ready for class. Which I did. (Go me!) Then I walked to the Borelaskin to see Dr. Passmore and get the camera. He's not there. It's alright I say to myself, he must be on lunch. Walk back to the Braun Building, hand in my re-done paper, go to campus tech, go home, download Movie Maker, eat lunch with Kate, email Passmore. Lunch is done. wait. Email Lucas Johnson. wait.

I started to get worried then.

Call Amanda, and ask her to come over. There's a technical difficulty (ie.no cam) but we can start on the script. ok. wait. Get an email back from Johnson: pick up the cam at the undergrad office. alright.So I walk back to the Boralaskin with Amanda and Kate (need I mention it's freezing and the wind is no longer talking like it was at 5am, its HOWLING.) Pick up the camera. Okay. Walk back home (do I need to tell you people it's a 15 minute walk each way?)

There's no cassette in the camera.

Email Johnson, go back to the undergrad office he says. Off I go, all alone, to the Boralaskin, again. Pick up the cassette, (secretaries are laughing at this point,) go back home. Start taping. It's funny, it's working, hourrah!

Until I try to plug the cam into my computer to download the files off the cam. The computer doesn't recognize the camera. Johnson didnt put the install disk in the bag.*Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck*

Its okay it's okay, I say. We will tape the rest of the movie, and then take the cam to the Boralaskin computer lab, edit it there. Okay.

Until I tape over some of the video we had done before. *sob*

Says the Kate/Manda duet: "It's okay Rae, you're an idiot, but we can still do this."

Okay.

We re-do the scenes we missed. Oh no! It's 5:30! Kate and I have class in one hour, we havent eaten since lunch, we are nowhere near done. What do we do? We call prof. Soldan: Busy. We call again: Busy. We walk to her office: she's not there. We continue on and take the camera back to the Boralaskin (still freezing.) We can't get the computer to recognize the camera either. *fuuuuuck* We change computers, it works. We start editing. Painstaking. 7:30. We've missed half of our class, we feel like throwing ourselves into lake tamblyn, but we have the basic layout of the movie done. We try to save it, so that we can email it to ourselves so we can work on it at home. It wont save to my storm account: too big. It won't save on the C: drive, god knows why. I tinker for awhile, finally get it to work. Okay.

Amanda goes home to do some other homework and study for a test. Kate and I head to the Post, eat something, get her chocolate stuck in the machine, get harrassed by a security guard, go home. I start working on the hard-core editing. I continue to do this until, well, now.

Now I am going to go to bed.
In 8 hours I have to go back to the Boralaskin to return the camera.

BUT: we have a damn good movie.

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