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lllookaliveIt feels like finals week.
The amount of work I have due Tuesday/Wednesday next week has been giving me nightmares for a week and a half now, and I think I might have the Doctor Strange thing under some semblance of control, but the maquette still terrifies me. I worked on it twelve hours yesterday. From 4:30pm by myself, then Aja came over with season one of Avatar:The Last Air Bender and Chris showed up half an hour later around 7:30 and left at 1:30, but me and Aja watched the whole first season. It finished at about 4:30am almost on the dot. And then we passed out. And I somehow managed to make it through my 11 and 2 fully conscious, I even got some good work done on Doctor Strange in Gildersleeve's in-class work session. Apparently being in a semi-coma helps my mad art skillz.
But twelve more hours of work on the maquette and I still have SO MUCH to do. It really scares me. I might have to show up for ten minutes of class on Monday and come home and work, even if I regiment sleep into time slots all weekend. I really really REALLY want to bake the thing on Sunday night, but that might take a miracle.
...This is one of those times where I sit here and pray that I'm catastrophising.
And irony of ironies, the one project I'm really hyped about now- the word in image/image in word for Duncan's Lettering, is the one that's gotten pushed back burner and I feel awful about that. I'm using imagery and lines from "Only Revolutions" and it's two pages, fully inked... Eheh. All of this will probably occur on Tuesday afternoon unless previously begged for miracle occurs. Fuck.
And then Chris and I walked the twoish miles home from Norris in the freezing rain. Ironically? That was the best part of my day. I love being rained on, I don't care how cold it is, as long as there's a hot shower somewhere along the line, and there was.
Now for an ep of Battlestar Season 1 before Joe comes and gets me for Statesboro til tomorrow around midnight, so I can have a good eighteen hours of sitting in one place with no distractions and nothing but Doctor Strange for entertainment.
HOOYA.
The amount of work I have due Tuesday/Wednesday next week has been giving me nightmares for a week and a half now, and I think I might have the Doctor Strange thing under some semblance of control, but the maquette still terrifies me. I worked on it twelve hours yesterday. From 4:30pm by myself, then Aja came over with season one of Avatar:The Last Air Bender and Chris showed up half an hour later around 7:30 and left at 1:30, but me and Aja watched the whole first season. It finished at about 4:30am almost on the dot. And then we passed out. And I somehow managed to make it through my 11 and 2 fully conscious, I even got some good work done on Doctor Strange in Gildersleeve's in-class work session. Apparently being in a semi-coma helps my mad art skillz.
But twelve more hours of work on the maquette and I still have SO MUCH to do. It really scares me. I might have to show up for ten minutes of class on Monday and come home and work, even if I regiment sleep into time slots all weekend. I really really REALLY want to bake the thing on Sunday night, but that might take a miracle.
...This is one of those times where I sit here and pray that I'm catastrophising.
And irony of ironies, the one project I'm really hyped about now- the word in image/image in word for Duncan's Lettering, is the one that's gotten pushed back burner and I feel awful about that. I'm using imagery and lines from "Only Revolutions" and it's two pages, fully inked... Eheh. All of this will probably occur on Tuesday afternoon unless previously begged for miracle occurs. Fuck.
And then Chris and I walked the twoish miles home from Norris in the freezing rain. Ironically? That was the best part of my day. I love being rained on, I don't care how cold it is, as long as there's a hot shower somewhere along the line, and there was.
Now for an ep of Battlestar Season 1 before Joe comes and gets me for Statesboro til tomorrow around midnight, so I can have a good eighteen hours of sitting in one place with no distractions and nothing but Doctor Strange for entertainment.
HOOYA.
