Had an otherwise mixed week. How much more exciting can it get?! Then crashed, as is mandatory because an endless high is impossible. More on this in the actual blog...
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| Week 27. |
Monday was the day it actually happened. We finished up season 2 and went straight into the movie. Well, before that I had a meeting with my France Travail counselor, we talked about who called back from the job fair. The only person who contacted her was the owner of a hotel. I was under the impression that it was a one-month long trainee-ship that was paid, which is how it was pitched to me at the fair. Turns out it's unpaid. The hell!
We had a pretty cool teacher at our uni, who also worked in the animation industry in Hungary. And he said if there's one lesson to learn from me, don't ever do unpaid work. Work is work, full stop. And I live by that shit like nothing else! Oh, you lazy socialist, you might say, why should you be paid if you're untrained and still learning? And here's thing, while I'm making money for the firm, the firm pays me and that's that. I don't care how menial or unimpressive a job I do, that's a job that someone else will be paid for so I expect the same. Anyway, I turned it down, even the counselor was like, it's kind of a shit deal.
Finally made it to the post office to mail an important package. Then everyone was home and after completing season 2, we put the movie on. My god, man. I have a lot to say. So much. I don't even know where to start. It's a masterpiece. I guess I'll have to marinate and write about it some more in the end of the month blog.
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| How I was feeling after the movie... |
Tuesday was my sister's last day of middle school. Ever! She came back incredibly pleased for three reasons: 1. School's officially out. 2. She won first place for the Big Challenge at her school. 3. She passed the first stage of her application to her high school of choice.
So because it was officially her summer vacation we finally decided to hit up the Chinese buffet in the next town over. They were begging to go for ages. They were like, 'can't you pick to go on your birthday?' back in April. It was my birthday but I was actually supposed to pick where they wanted to go. Bastards. We decided Wednesday was as good a day as any. In fact, a perfect day. Her first day of summer vacation AND Canada day. Boom, two birds, fewer stones.
Anyway, the Big Challenge is an English challenge/competition sort of thing that my sister has been winning consecutively for like 3 years now. She's actually very good at it, she placed top 3 in the region and 217th in the country (and obviously placed first in her school). And that's without studying at all. I was like, imagine what you could do if you like, read a book or something? You'd totally demolish those kids! A month ago she came up to me and was like: "Who's James Joyce and Arthur Miller? They were on the Big Challenge test and I though they were in a band, like the Beatles." Uh huh. Hit singles: The Crucible and Ulysses.
She then said to me: you could totally wipe the floor with those kids. And I was like, yeah I totally could. Those fifteen year olds don't stand a chance. I'd annihilate there. Too bad I don't go to her school. Or am 27.
On Wednesday we were dropped off at the buffet by a family friend who went off with our mum on their own errands. Because we are stupid and there weren't many people around we decided it was time for some filmmaking. Here's a masterclass in editing:
I'm actually so bad at editing it's not even funny. I installed OpenShot a few months ago to make a Halo: Reach AMV but still didn't finish it. Made this monstrosity instead. Happy Canada day! Here's my brother lurking (sneaking?) about the buffet. He looks so suspicious even when doing nothing.
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| Looks like he's spiking the soy sauce... |
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| He's not. But he looks so shifty. |
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| French version of Best Friend Rice. |
Afterwards we dropped by Easycash, the pawn shop-style place where we got our Xbox. I didn't find much but my sister picked up some really awful DVDs. The CD selection was atrocious. We also went to a recyclerie where I found a few cute knick knacks. Also, Artfight has officially started! I did an attack on day 1 which is kind of cool. Cuz usually I suck.
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| Cute little set-up. |
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| Way back. |
Thursday is kind of a cool day because it's the official half-way point of the year. Congrats, you've survived 50% of 2026! It feels like no time at all has passed. Seriously, time is running past me and it's freaking me out. Bad news is it's getting warmer again.
Friday, work and then dying. Also got chewed out for the most random shit by the family, mostly my sister and my mum. My sister has a new friend who's apparently in the know of the local lesbian scene (I didn't even know we had one! It's like having a gay scene in Random Shithole, Ohio, population 100. As far as I was concerned me and Tom were the gay scene). This was told to me with some kind of hinting look, like, hey maybe you should leave the house or something. I don't talk about this much (or maybe I do?) but I'm bisexual in a very nuanced, never-before-seen way: guys, while they are hot and cute are fundamentally undateable, but women (and enbies) are perfect in every way. If I had to ask someone out, it would likely be a girl. But I don't wanna! I'm in a really undateable time in my life myself.
However, my sister probably watched too many movies or something and assumes that I need to be a cool older sibling that just mysteriously has a girlfriend. How does this help her life? Who knows! I got bashed for being single and for not even trying by my own family who didn't give a shit about my dating life for like 10 years! What gives, man?! Anyone else have this much of an interrogation in their own home, unprompted and undeserved?
On Saturday, I had a sudden... like a kind of huge dip in everything. I just, sort of sat there and thought for a very long time about what the fuck I'm doing. Like in general. What is my life? I feel so overwhelmed. Which is kind of stupid because most people have way more than me going on and they handle it... better. I don't know if it was all the ambient, ethereal, trance music that I've been listening to or what, but the tiniest ray of clarity pierced the morbid atmosphere I've been curating for myself. Just decided I needed to make something. Really make something, something I've been promising to make for ages.
I'm going to quit a bunch of creative tasks I've planned for now. I was really excited to do Blaugust and to do a lot for Artfight but I don't think I've got the dog in me. Really, as soon as I decided... okay, I'll just not do it this year, I felt better. No crazy blog projects for now, no massive site updates yet. Just going to do one thing... my comic.
Finally, I'm gonna do my stupid comic! I've only been re-writing the same script for like 3 years. I'm still looking to do collaborative projects though, like the zine me and Alice are making. But for all my solo work, I'm pausing all of it just to do my comic.
Big day on Sunday. Tom came over earlier, for lunch, because we went to his house at 3PM last time and straight up fell asleep. Embarrassing. See now that we get to work at 7AM or earlier, our sleep schedule is no longer fucked up. Which is bad. Anyway, I made chicken wraps, everyone seemed to enjoy them well enough. We played a bunch of Most Wanted and Tom didn't appreciate the designs of my Eclipse and Supra but he was wrong. We also fucked around in Black Ops 2 and Tom went home at around 5PM, because he still has uni on Monday.
We went to a friend's house for a BBQ dinner later in the night. Their kid and me are childhood friends, like probably since I was 6 or 7 and he was 7 or 8. I don't see my childhood friends that often these days because we all live nearly continents apart so it's kind of weird to see them again after so long. He's also in a job-searching nightmare. Dinner was amazing, we shot the shit (I managed to find a way to recommend NTBTSTM, barely-any-sequitur style, I've been doing that with everyone all week... I think people hate me). And then the day was over and I was exhausted, all nice and not tucked in (fucking hot in here!). And so, the week came to an end.
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| The end! |
Isn't it great that the blog's almost on time? I've actually caught up! Me and you will soon be on the same timeline (unless you're from the future, I don't have any Orbitz, sorry). Blog's gonna go on as usual in this creatively weird time for me so stay tuned.
This Week I'm Excited For...
Not much. Maybe starting a little kiwi work up again, which would be nice. Not really. Why am I lying? It's gonna be 40+ and I'm gonna be in a field, with practically no shade, no bathroom, and no water re-fills, and a boss who deducts lunch from the work day. It's gonna suck. I am actually excited for my sister to hear back from her high school of choice. If we don't get a call by Monday, she's not in but if we do she is and that's amazing! Wish her luck for me, alright?
Song Of The Week...
We were watching episode 6 of season 2, The Band List when the Hackers song started playing. Everyone is like, damn this is such a great song! Can't believe its from Hackers. I like it's camp but in reality I think Matthew Lillard is the only true redeeming quality of that movie. And this song obviously, which is amazing. It's been stuck in my head. I'm now on more 90s trance and ambient music than ever! I'm starting to leave the mortal plain...
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