In my last post, I mentioned that there were two people in the world whose loss I didn’t think I could handle. Now one of them has COVID.
It is approximately the eleventh anniversary of the day I began writing my big bad book. It currently stands at 103,741 words. I might have finished it by now, but I haven’t written anything since Foxy died.
This video gave me grief in editing, and as a result I was set back months for my vlogging schedule. Hopefully I figured it out and we won’t have that problem anymore.
When we first got Foxy, we didn’t have furniture yet. My dad was in the process of moving out and my mom didn’t want a dog at her house, so I slept in my dad’s empty house with her.
My part-time job is a bit of a drive, but I’ve never minded because nothing beats coming off a long shift and breathing in the clean air on the way to my car. Each breath feels like I’m getting triple the oxygen that I get in the city, and it feels so good.
I wanted to call this “A Summary of Every Film-Related Thing Happening in My Life in the Last Six Months” because that’s a more descriptive and enticing title, but it’s a bit long. Similar to the quite-long title of a movie I’m in called “Events Transpiring Before, During, And After A High School Basketball Game” which is coming out soon. Here’s the trailer:
Mother’s Day was one of the first times we left our house together in the pandemic since COVID-19 hit our city in March. Of course, I filmed it.
It’s Heritage day, and I went to Heritage Park a few weeks ago. Here’s how that went.
Quarantine makes everything more exciting.
Back at in September, I won a free “do-anything-you-want-with-your-hair” from a salon. Suggestions included a cut and dye, but I’m an actor and I prefer for my hair to remain its natural colour, so instead, in late October, I went and got a perm.