What a Day/Week/Month/Year
We are entering the final phase of putting together the Blip Festival '06 Video Collection DVD. Between working all day on Push and editing all night for Blip, things have been pretty insane in recent memory. Paul (L) has been holed up in our apartment (Owens moved into Dave's old room on Saturday) for the past few days, slugging down Maker's Mark and mapping out the DVD navigation tree. I'm not sure he's actually slept...Oh no wait, there was one night where he supposedly got 8 hours (I've never seen him log more than 5 in one go)...Just typing about it makes my head spin.
In any case, save a few exceptional outings, I haven't had what I'd call much of A Life so I'm looking forward to having (at the very least), my weekends back. Kind of.
I really want to write more but our call time is in a few hours and I want to get at least two solid hours of sleep before going to work. I can't have a repeat of Friday, that's for sure.
Long story short: towards the end of a 16 hr day, I fell asleep and the producers grabbed my camera and filmed me passed out while my boss leaned over me and said, "On my dime! look at him! fuck you, Docu-boy. Fuck you." ::end scene::
oh, the pulsewave show was fun. if you missed the open mic, then you are a fool.