Time's weird.
In one respect, I'm happy about it. I haven't been 100% substance-free in the past almost sixty hours at any given point, and it's been the greatest time I've had yet with wonderful people, parties, air hockey, festivals, midway rides, and trips.
In another, it sucks. I need a minute of footage by two tomorrow...and I've got 58 seconds, no camera, and all of my people in various classes during my downtime. Two fucking seconds. I mean, really?! It's so close that it's spitting on me.
I've also realized my life is about to become hell with business. Video due Monday, proposal by Wednesday, exam tomorrow, shittons of reading, a drafting project, a Cornell box to do by fall break, lines to memorize, football to film, meetings to go to, and a life to somehow still live.
...Regardless of all of that, I believe I've stopped giving a shit and am therefore going to sleep. This weekend has drained me in the best way possible and I need to recharge ASAP. Also, Mary Jane was here and I am no longer functioning.
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