Life Here Ain't Worth A Blog Of Beans, Elsa

Wow. What an unhappy Halloween.

So on top of a miserable Jack o Lantern fail (picture soon, hopefully), and a pathetic costume fail, and a lack of trick-or-treating and partying, I topped off the night with an unsuccessful hunt for missing video footage and the lame discovery that, of the two major projects I'm still devoting editor's attention to, one is missing key audio and the other probably needs to a full editing overhaul in order to achieve the effect I need.

And to think, I gave up a night of bad horror movies and video games to make these discoveries.

Once again, Macintosh proves to be a total anus about cooperating with my lust for file types, and without hunting down old freeware and trialware that I'd armed my last lappy with, I can rest assured that nothing will work properly. I'd whine and ask why life feels the need to be so darn difficult... but had I put in a DVD four hours ago, I'd have found that sometimes, it isn't. Sigh.

Church tomorrow -- a place I haven't been at in two weeks, which I feel bad about. Go figure, I'm already drained from just facing the day (and missing all expectations) and trying to find corners to cut in enjoying my day tomorrow. Probably what I need most right now is sleep, but I hate giving up on the day and going to bed without achieving some form of victory. Like running away to bed is actually solving anything. But I think tonight, I don't want to deal with .asf and .ogg and .idon'tloveyou and .thiscan'tbeopened.