Whenever I Send An Ask, Anonymous Or Not, It Feels Like Sending A Confession Text To A Crush. My Immediate

Whenever I send an ask, anonymous or not, it feels like sending a confession text to a crush. My immediate reaction is to throw my phone and run in the other room. Every notification is excitedly checking to see if they responded. Every possible scenario is running through my head for their reaction.

Oh my goodness gracious Tumblr I've had the best day!!

So I had work today, Light Training!! AND IT WAS AWESOME!!!!!!

I loved it! I loved it I loved it I loved it!!! We talked about and saw the storage space and went up to the spotlight booth and got to actually USE the spotlights!! There were levers to adjust the size and the clarity and make it look like a square and loosen it so you could move it around and it was SO SO SO COOL!!!! Also!! I almost fell through the floor!! So there's a platform, then the wall, and a little gapbwtween the two and I was distracted and didn't see it and my leg just disappeared!

Oh, I forgot we went up to the lights section of the blackbox room as well, before the spotlights!

After that, we went to the catwalks and watched group 2 mess with the spots, while we went over safety and upcoming shows and questions.

We then went to the edge of the balcony where there's this grate thing that some lights are on and I got put in a harness and it felt like I was a cat being picked up by the back of my neck as I went on it!!

There, I started talking to someone and made a friend!! Then we had a short break, the vending machine ate my coins, aaaaaand.. the most exciting part... IM GONNA WORK CHICAGO!!!!!!!

It's a 5:45 am load in and I don't remember the loadout time, but I'm gonna be there all day and I have my fingers crossed that I'm gonna work with the lights department! Audio is all full and the person in charge said that I was gonna be with electrical or carp and I don't really like doing carp, but I will if I have to, and I'm very very very very very (5 verys!!!) excited!!!

After the break, we set up light boom things, with the big pole and weights and the lights go on it vertically. We went into teams of 3, so mine was me, new friend, and someone who was hella cool and strong. We named our boom thing Francine, and after we put her away, friend and I talked a bit more, before we went home!!

I took the bus for the first time with my mom and I DIDN'T DIE LETS GOOOOO!!!!!!

I was gonna be cocky and say that I'm a bus expert, but I don't want to jinx that and have it bite me later.

Anyway, I'm 30 minutes early to work and I don't know what to do.

Woah! Changing the plot the day after making a post, meaning I have to rewrite everything and announce that it's going to be different! Who could've expected such a turn of events from someone who couldn't decide which party hat to wear!?

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Story's gonna be different btw! At least the beginning. The central themes stay the same, but I don't like how it's turning out, so I'm making adjustments!

Ollie and Lucky update! I made a series name, "Ollie and Lucky Against the World"

Brief description of what to expect: It's about these two 19 year olds who are best friends on this journey of figuring out what comes next. Lucky seems to have it all figured out, while Ollie is struggling and falling behind. Ollie is working on making a cartoon and has since high school, and together, the friends go to this 6 try to get the show idea more popular and find themselves trapped.

I don't know if it will be written or in little comics. My plan is to start it next year because next year is the actual start of the story, in that universe.

The feel of it is supposed to be unsettling horror, transitions, and family. The relationship between Ollie and Lucky is brothers. Both of their families grew up next to each other, and they were raised as siblings.

I thiiiink that's all I'm going to say about them for now, I hope to draw them after I finish Christmas gifts (which im procrastinating on..).

This is probably my favorite thing I painted yesterday. It's for Andrew, it's a flying fish!

I'm painting and eating those dollar store burritos and my burrito fell apart! How devastating!!