I'd catch a grenade for ya.
Dec. 6th, 2010 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enamoured- To start: TUMBLR IS BACK, THANK GOODNESS. In screenwriting today me and this other guy were attempting to explain Tumblr to another guy, and I mentioned my problem with wanting to reblog like, every picture of a cute puppy that I see.
- I am hopelessly behind and have only recently started listening to Bruno Mars. "Grenade" has what I'm convinced is one of the best lyrical burns ever in it: tell the devil I said "hey" when you get back to where you're from. OUCH.
- Somewhat related to that: trying to come up with a list of "best/favorite songs from 2010" has made me realize that I am growing increasingly out of touch with the hot new jams right now. This time ten years ago I could ramble off a list of what was not only popular with pop music, but rap/hip-hop, R&B, maybe some alternative. Now I can tell you all the country songs that are popular (no thanks to the country playlist at my job) and I know who's been pretty huge on the charts but I'm not like, a huge fan of them all. My top three new albums this year are Sara Bareilles' Kaleidoscope Heart, Cee-Lo's The Ladykiller, and OK Go's Of the Blue Colour of the Sky. Everything else musically I've loved this year has been limited to a handful of songs and lots of stuff that came out last year or in years prior. I am getting old.
- I have rewrites on my script due Wednesday at 9 AM. My professor said I should look into possibly taking a Maymester class that might be on for this spring wherein we'd make shorts every day. I'm definitely intrigued.
- Also, I have to shoot a package for enews tomorrow. If I cannot have the camera for the whole time I need it I will strangle someone.
- I just want it to be Thursday already, so I'll have the package done, a polish to do on the script, and enews will be OVER. After that I'll just have the last two days in intro screenwriting and a test in painting and I'm out.
- I am so going to crash in a few minutes. I need to have energy to get me through tomorrow. It would suck to burn out and then wake up on Friday and want to do nothing more on my twenty-fifth birthday than sleep.
- I am hopelessly behind and have only recently started listening to Bruno Mars. "Grenade" has what I'm convinced is one of the best lyrical burns ever in it: tell the devil I said "hey" when you get back to where you're from. OUCH.
- Somewhat related to that: trying to come up with a list of "best/favorite songs from 2010" has made me realize that I am growing increasingly out of touch with the hot new jams right now. This time ten years ago I could ramble off a list of what was not only popular with pop music, but rap/hip-hop, R&B, maybe some alternative. Now I can tell you all the country songs that are popular (no thanks to the country playlist at my job) and I know who's been pretty huge on the charts but I'm not like, a huge fan of them all. My top three new albums this year are Sara Bareilles' Kaleidoscope Heart, Cee-Lo's The Ladykiller, and OK Go's Of the Blue Colour of the Sky. Everything else musically I've loved this year has been limited to a handful of songs and lots of stuff that came out last year or in years prior. I am getting old.
- I have rewrites on my script due Wednesday at 9 AM. My professor said I should look into possibly taking a Maymester class that might be on for this spring wherein we'd make shorts every day. I'm definitely intrigued.
- Also, I have to shoot a package for enews tomorrow. If I cannot have the camera for the whole time I need it I will strangle someone.
- I just want it to be Thursday already, so I'll have the package done, a polish to do on the script, and enews will be OVER. After that I'll just have the last two days in intro screenwriting and a test in painting and I'm out.
- I am so going to crash in a few minutes. I need to have energy to get me through tomorrow. It would suck to burn out and then wake up on Friday and want to do nothing more on my twenty-fifth birthday than sleep.
