Wired to the Moon, stapled to the Sky (Therapy?)

Yes, I do love this cd. And it’s only been with me for such a short period.
As for the beerfest, the preps are coming along nicely. Tommy is stressing about the number of people that are coming (“What if nobody shows up?”) and I’m stressing wheter we’ll have enough chairs because she invited a lot of people. But the Dreamwalker will bring some. Chairs, not people. And wine, hopefully. And that disgusting Mandarinetto I once bought.

As for my part of the guest list, Rob isn’t coming (awww) and neither are Elise, Carien, Tjerk, Mischa and really I have not a clue of whom I have invited. But most aren’t coming anyway *smirk* I finally decide to do that long-promised party and only Oz is coming. My brother isn’t coming either! Well, that’s a dang shame. This means I can’t be embarrased any more to people I know.

Right. I’m not awake anymore. Tommy is talking to me about some guy and bibleclass and wanten. *Evil Grin*
But Therapy is good. So is Sheep and Sheep. Molly and whatshername. Dolly.

I watched Farscape and it was allright. Nice costumes. When Tommy saw I was watching that show she was like “is this show serious?” Well, do not know that. I did get some idea’s for make-up for the fest.
Also, dad dropped by since he had been in Nijmegen. He drank some soda, frowned at the mess and left again. “It’s a real student’s appartment.” That’s dad-talk for “damn this place is a mess”. I thought I had cleaned this place this weekend. Must have been dream then. Not awake, can’t tell difference anyway.

Still not king either.
Stuble update: I look rugged and manly. Yes!

Right. I’m sure I’m only dreaming. I have a date with Joey and my pillow now.
I think I might try dreamscaping tonight. Maybe it’ll work. Very tired so…>.<
Goodnight.

The Survival Guide

How to survive a day filled with purple sheep? Well, realising there's a sun behind the clouds.

Woodworks published today, with my article in it! It's about how to organize a meeting, what to bring etc. So, Oz, I know you wanted to read it, and here it is.

I'm putting film material in the computer. The purple sheep, as I call them, have been at it for three days without me. When I saw what they had achieved so far, I was shocked.
They had made a shotlist (what shots there were in which order) and were now doing a contents-list. That was all they did in three days.
After, finally, the contents-list was done, they still had to finalize it by putting the timecodes in. Precisely. Very precisely. Very very VERY...well you get the idea. It goes slow. Very very slow. And it sucks.

Hey, I've got an idea, how about making the contents-list with timecodes and hand that in so we can work!?
Too late. The purple sheep have spoken. Their word is law.
When did I stop being editor here? Ah right. When I didn't want to be in school at night to spot. Hello! Do a good job?!

*Sigh* Drives me wild, it does.

Off to read the irc funnies. To be amused a bit. Then go to dad.

OH, and Anton called! I'll pick up my sword on Thursday!

At daddy's - So close, no matter how far

Well, this is like good old times. Except for the fact Raphael, my stepbrother now is legally almost permitted to drink alcohol and that the parents are off to bed.

I'm sure I'll have a hangover tomorrow. I had wine and now I'm Fiero'ing. Ugh...so good preparation for the fest.