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Dec. 11th, 2002 10:59 pmFirst of all - I have the best buncha betas a girl could ever ask for. Ya'll kill me - you really do. Tomorrow I pick-up "Closer" again. There is one major (not that major- just clearing things up a bit) change and a few minor adjustments. I have to rethink a few things. This is why my betas are the best. I get a varied level of opinion - but it all is honest (honesty is the key). I know what I need in the vid - what works for me - but now I know when I'm generating a "huh?" moment to everyone else and when I cut a scene a beat to fast. These are all important things that I need help picking up on -- I don't care how many hours I obsess over it. I will miss something. But, end stretch. Closer will be posted this weekend barring a major computer malfunction. Wow. I just committed to a fairly specific amount of time here, didn't I? Now I'm nervous. Part of me doesn't want to post this vid...just continue to pass it surreptitiously around and ask for feedback and make little changes here and there...
I went to Best Buy and Kmart tonight. Best Buy for Dad's Christmas present from me and Dawn. We had gotten him the Man With No Name DVD collection and then realized that he doesn't have a DVD player. The crap-ass one we have was on sale for $55. I love our DVD player. It is a Mintek and it will play MPEG data CDs that I burn. That is a wonderful thing. Plus my Dad loves crap-ass electronics as much as we do. They have so much more personality than the fancy-schmancy "name brands." I got Dawn a Fleetwood Mac (she currently is having this thing...don't ask) DVD that she has already found and watched. I am making her wrap it tomorrow. I picked up season 1 of Highlander before I realized that I'm not supposed to buy presents for myself. Stupid rules. I put it back.
After Best buy I realized that there was a Super Kmart next door. I remembered that there has not been food in the house for several days. I also remembered that the "Super" part of the Super Kmart means that they have a grocery store. I also remembered that unless I wanted to wash clothes tonight, I had nothing but skirts to wear to work tomorrow. This would entail shaving my legs -unless I found a pair of tights that are sufficiently opaque (not that I am adverse to shaving my legs - I just know my tendency to oversleep in the morning and I should not leave this to chance). I thought I was brilliant at this point - swing through the food aisles, grab nourishment and tights and be home in a flash. Heh. I was a naive little twit. Two hours later I left the Super Kmart a broken woman. Kmart is having a lot of financial problems. I think part of that reason is that shopping there is akin to its own little circle in Hell. I am a half-blind woman with no appreciable spatial skills and I could have designed a more customer-friendly layout. Also - the aisle signs lied. I thought I could find the tuna on aisle 4 - the sign there said "canned fish" but no tuna to be found - apparently I am an ignorant bitch because the tuna is obviously on the same aisle as the coffee! Is my face red. Of course. Tuna and Coffee. Why, they go together like broccoli and chocolate! Y'know, I probably should have asked one of the many super-helpful Kmart employees for directions to the appropriate foodstuffs, except there were none to be found. Anywhere. Well, there was one. I don't know where she was but she kept coming in over the PA system, screaming something completely unintelligible. When I finally found the dog food, I hated humanity so much that I bought Sid a toy just for being a dog. There was some more drama involving the nervous breakdown my shopping cart decided to have in the ice cream aisle, but I am tired of typing now.
I went to Best Buy and Kmart tonight. Best Buy for Dad's Christmas present from me and Dawn. We had gotten him the Man With No Name DVD collection and then realized that he doesn't have a DVD player. The crap-ass one we have was on sale for $55. I love our DVD player. It is a Mintek and it will play MPEG data CDs that I burn. That is a wonderful thing. Plus my Dad loves crap-ass electronics as much as we do. They have so much more personality than the fancy-schmancy "name brands." I got Dawn a Fleetwood Mac (she currently is having this thing...don't ask) DVD that she has already found and watched. I am making her wrap it tomorrow. I picked up season 1 of Highlander before I realized that I'm not supposed to buy presents for myself. Stupid rules. I put it back.
After Best buy I realized that there was a Super Kmart next door. I remembered that there has not been food in the house for several days. I also remembered that the "Super" part of the Super Kmart means that they have a grocery store. I also remembered that unless I wanted to wash clothes tonight, I had nothing but skirts to wear to work tomorrow. This would entail shaving my legs -unless I found a pair of tights that are sufficiently opaque (not that I am adverse to shaving my legs - I just know my tendency to oversleep in the morning and I should not leave this to chance). I thought I was brilliant at this point - swing through the food aisles, grab nourishment and tights and be home in a flash. Heh. I was a naive little twit. Two hours later I left the Super Kmart a broken woman. Kmart is having a lot of financial problems. I think part of that reason is that shopping there is akin to its own little circle in Hell. I am a half-blind woman with no appreciable spatial skills and I could have designed a more customer-friendly layout. Also - the aisle signs lied. I thought I could find the tuna on aisle 4 - the sign there said "canned fish" but no tuna to be found - apparently I am an ignorant bitch because the tuna is obviously on the same aisle as the coffee! Is my face red. Of course. Tuna and Coffee. Why, they go together like broccoli and chocolate! Y'know, I probably should have asked one of the many super-helpful Kmart employees for directions to the appropriate foodstuffs, except there were none to be found. Anywhere. Well, there was one. I don't know where she was but she kept coming in over the PA system, screaming something completely unintelligible. When I finally found the dog food, I hated humanity so much that I bought Sid a toy just for being a dog. There was some more drama involving the nervous breakdown my shopping cart decided to have in the ice cream aisle, but I am tired of typing now.