Mixed with stale gasoline

As of today, I'm a month away from the end of the semester. Then I get a week to put together my portfolio, and then I start classes again. The spring semester only goes from May to June, though, so July and August should be school-less. I'll obviously take the opportunity to work and save up what I can for the following year, in case I won't be able to work. I have no idea what I'll do with myself, there'll be so much free time. I'll need to prioritize what I want to tackle so that I can get as much as I can out of it.

So, yeah. A month from the end. Still lots to do, I need to go in tomorrow and work on my jewelry project (setting a gemstone on a ring). I've been having a rough time with that course. Just gotta keep chuggin' though. Lots to do in the next four weeks.

I got my income tax return this week. It's a significant chunk of cash. I think I'll blow it all on my savings account.

I finished up a figure in environment (narrative) composition this weekend for drawing. It took 6hrs to do the render, and another ~15hrs of process and linear work. I recorded the rendering, though, and for whatever reason... The files are useless. I can view them fine, but one I try to edit them in any way, strange things happen. Handbrake starts and finishes in an instant, without doing anything. When you import the files into Premiere, it only shows the first 15s of the clip. Gah, I dunno what to do. Maybe I'll take the files to work and try them in Vegas.



In other news, I gotta get back to work.
-Cril

Please take a long hard look through your text book
'Cause I'm history
When I strap my helmet on I'll be long gone
'Cause I've been dying to leave
Yeah, I'll ride the range and hide all my loose change
In my bedroom
'Cause riding a dirtbike down a turnpike
Always takes its toll on me

I've had just about enough
Of quote, "diamonds in the rough"
Because my backbone is paper thin
Get me out of this cavern
Or I'll cave in

If the bombs go off
The sun will still be shining
Because we've heard it said that every mushroom cloud
Has a silver lining
(though I'm always undermining too deep to know)
Swallow a drop of gravel and blacktop
'Cause the road tastes like wintergreen
The wind and the rain smell of oil and octane
Mixed with stale gasoline
I'll soak up the sound trying to sleep on the wet ground
I'll get ten minutes give-or-take
'Cause I just don't foresee myself getting drowsy
When cold integrity keeps me wide awake

Get me out of this cavern
Or I'll cave in

I'll keep my helmet on just in case my head caves in
'Cause if my thoughts collapse or my framework snaps
It'll make a mess like you wouldn't believe
Tie my handlebars to the stars so I stay on track
And if my intentions stray I'll wrench them away
Then I'll take my leave and I won't even look back

I won't even look back

Owl City - Cave In