Eek!

Okay, so I just got a delightful e-mail from the Vancouver Student Film Festival telling me that my film has been selected for their program. However, there are two bits of bad news: #1) The festival is NEXT WEEKEND and I will be in Washington DC, and #2) their film festival is NEXT WEEKEND and they want me to get them a DV Cam/MiniDV/DigiBeta copy of my film before then. Ahahahah! Are they insane!? My DV Cam copy is in a box in Corvallis and even if my parents knew where it was and mailed it to them it would not arrive in time unless I paid over $50 to get it here. And VSFF, unlike other festivals, does not cover shipping the film to them. I suppose I could drive down to Corvallis, find it, and then bring it back up with me, but the gas costs of that would be even MORE expensive.

I am hoping some members of my film posse may either have my film on MiniDV (from previous transfers) or may have it as a data file on their computer which I can turn into a MiniDV.

I can't wait to send off an angry letter to this festival after it's over.

Holy Freaking Crap!

So I bought a phone card so I could call mom and dad and tell them about the festival and all the crap they're trying to make me do in a week. I prattle on, and then I ask about the house. Well, apparently the renters did not leave our house in the condition we would have expected. Two of the light fixtures were broken and not replaced. The washer, dryer and dishwasher will all need to be replaced, most of the floors have to be replaced, the interiors need repainting (and the renters painted with gloss paint so we have to wash the walls before we can re-paint) and the cleaning crew hired to clean the house before we arrived left black mold in the bathroom. My mom sounds so depressed. Plus she keeps talking about how I don't remember how small my room is, and how I won't have room for a computer in there (umm... excuse me? I had room for a computer on a desk and a dresser before, but suddenly now there's only room for my bed!? Since when?) and how it'll have to go in my brother's room (the office, now) and how even when they get the new computer it'll stay in there because they can't re-wire the house. I said, you don't have to re-wire the house... I've got adapters that network through the powerlines, then she's all "Well I talked to the guy and he says that won't work here" and I'm all "Then I'll buy a wireless router" and then she's all also, you can't have your TV anymore because there's no cable outlet in your room. Well, can't I move into my brother's room? He's not using it.

Anyway, I'm totally down now, because the whole gist of the call was "I'm glad you're having fun because home sucks and it will never be nice again and maybe you should just not come back and find an apartment in Seattle because you won't get to live your life how you like it when you get back."

She said "I don't want to get into it now, but there will be some changes when you get back." What's that supposed to mean!? She didn't say it like she was mad at me or anything, but I can't understand what she could be talking about. Before I was kinda looking forward to getting back and now I'm terrified by the idea.

I hate worrying about all of this from a distance... I don't know what's going on and no one will tell me and I can't do anything about it from where I'm at.