by any other name
I've been falling more and more into the visual and spoken arts lately, my practicing becoming more of a filling of space than an obsession. Film is such a fun medium; we had a short class on editing today, and I couldn't help wishing that I could just spend some time figuring out the program instead of being babysat through basic steps. Still, he saved us all some time by pointing out the main stuff, but really, a program like final cut is something you learn by going in and poking around more than just by memorization. We're going to have to find a time to record the voice overs, which is going to be annoying, especially since Mathew, our third group member, doesn't seem to be willing to show up to class half the time, let alone to meetings outside of it. eh well, whatever. I'm excited about filming the fish house with Meg, and I think I might even be able to use the editing equiptment at the purple thistle, which would be great
I had the interesting experience of meeting a few of Devon's friends last night, which was fun and odd at the same time. They come from a slightly different angle than I'm used to, and it's neat to hear the same discussions rehashed in a completely different manner. They feel a bit more closed in terms of accepting new people into their social circle, but they were still very nice and interesting people. I'm happy meeting new people now, which is odd and a very recent development for me, and one that I really like. I had a discussion with my sister about it a while ago, she was warning me that when you leave school you sortof stop meeting new people if you don't make an effort to go out to things...I suppose that could be a problem, but I tend to start going to ridiculous amounts of things as soon as school isn't in the way, so I'm not too worried.
Vegan Pirate opening was funny; a somewhat overwhelming number of awesome people, food and a decided lack of energy from both of us Lanski girls. The lack of energy has turned into full blown evil sickness now, and I'm all sniffly and completely lackluster. half a beer nearly flattened me last night, and the smell made me feel sick. I'm hoping it's mostly because I'm getting sick/am still getting over stupidity and isn't the family allergy finally kicking in. Ah well, if it is I can just drink coffee at parties, it has almost the same effect as alcohol on me anyways (yes, yes it does!)
My garden is so wonderful right now; all the purples are out and everything is so incredibly alive.