postgarf: bobcat face with squinting eyes (Default)

so, i'm going to FWA! it's fucking epic. i've spec'd out a camcorder with a wide angle lens and an infrared floodlight for night time activities, and hopefully my little movie for that will have some better pacing than the one i've been trying to make with my house. moving in has been cool, but it's very very slow. progress is not easily traceable on any medium because it's mostly change without and end, so things are moved back and forth to see what sticks. that said, FWA has a cemented date and time frame, i'll be there on the 9th to the 11th, but i'm seeing if i could or should go early-early in the morning friday (super late thursday night?) to avoid traffic or just go ham hock full fisted into it when my friend's plane arrives. that sounds like a horrible idea, but i'm considering everything.

i also think i need new shoes??? like my shoes aren't really "presentable" i'd say, but idk if that's really a big issue or not? i might be taking videos and pictures with them, so maybe but honestly i don't know in the slightest.

this is the first time i'm going to a con, like, ever. shit's fuckin neat as hell. hopeful!

postgarf: pencil sketch of me in the drivers seat of a car (SILLAY)
i've been kind of dreading making a post here cuz i've just been really busy taking everything in from slowly getting this house moved out/into. so i'll just have a quickie posted here and update my dump blog with some new links. do you think yall would like things like... low viewcount youtube videos from pre-y2k13?? would that be interesting??? idk i might branch out a little bit. i have a lot of backlog but again i've just been b u s y
postgarf: bobcat face with squinting eyes (Default)
in about one week, i will finally move. or rather, the person in my house is moving out, but i am gonna try and get in as soon as possible. i am very excited, so have some neat pictures.

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tire marks in snow illuminated by street light lead into a dark midnight road my eggbug plushie that i have on my bookshelf a nook and a typewriter. one appears blue while the other is yellowy. on a table my cat 2fort sitting and looking up longingly in the dark with a dithering effect close up of my tiny lomo lc-a keychain in my hand 2fort is on the bed !! the side of a house dimly illuminated by flashlight
postgarf: stylistic depiciton of a wildcat on yellow background with the text "i can dig it" on the back of its head, along with Don't Change A Thing (dig-it)
pretty soon, probably a month or two after the holidays, i'm going to be moving out from the place i've lived in for a solid 22 years to a house of my own. well like, not entirely my own, cuz i'm gonna be living with people as well and doing some other shit, but *not* living with my parents, and i think that's gonna be really nice and cool. i had a friend come to me talking about wanting to live with me and renting an apartment in order to split rent with her bf 3 ways, and i was like "wait my dad died i'm gonna be able to live at *his* house if i don't need to sell it because oh my fucking god everything happening rn" and it'd probably be cheaper than an apartment anyway (depending on Factors)

my dad's gf has been living there in the meantime because she took a lot of care of him in his dying days, but now that she has mostly everything progressed from that to her own place with her family n stuff and since i'm trying to start some maker-ing things with furniture building and wood working, i need some ***actual fucking space*** over being holed up in this cramped little office room. i find it *absolutely exhilarating,* i don't really even have the words to describe how excited i am. like even with the aforementioned "oh my fucking god everything happening rn" unspeakable horror of impending Usonian bullshit to come and everything, i have been given this privilege that *many* people do not have, and i am ideally going to be able to make the most of it and commit to the shit that I ACTUALLY FUCKING WANT TO DO instead of being locked in this purgatory of inaction and wilt that i've felt ever since high school. i am just, incredibly excited. the past few months of my life have been pretty fucking cool and shit and like, wow. hope i don't fuck this up or become Worse or something. i'm hopeful though. like, overall. one can only hope
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