Thus spake the supertzar...

Evenin', all.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, I know, its been ages, all my boasts of regular shit talk on Livejournal all seem to have come to nothing. Apologies and all that.

Anyways, I suppose you deserve to know whats happened in my life since the last time I posted, so here's the news...

1. FYP didn't work out so I have to repeat the silly piece of shit in February. Just as soon as I thought I was free, this happens. Ah well, second time lucky, hopefully it'll all come together for the second hand-up in next June. It also means that I'll be 30 by the time I graduate. Hurrah.

2. Back in Limerick, saving money. Been living the quiet life in recent times...suits me down to the ground. That being said and all, fear not, I'm still the same old wacky nutcase on nights out that I've always been and I still mispronounce people's names whilst drenching them with beer and god knows what else.

3. I think thats pretty much everything.

If any of you are reading this, howdy, if not, meh, your funeral.

Anyways, its late, I have to get a crown done to me front tooth tomorrow morning so I better get some kip.

Fare you all well.

Jim.

Now that debaclevision is over and done with, I'm at a loss to think of what the next trending topic will be...

Actually, I'm not all that pushed, truth be told. Life goes on.

I'm slightly hungover, but I'm alive nonetheless.

Short, sweet, feet on the street, march to that funky beat.

Yurt.

Absolutely fucking not. We receive enough backlash as it is just for smoking in the first place, what's the point in further ballscock legislation against us, like?

p.s. The Eurovision is over. Thank fuck. Didn't watch any of it. Didn't intend to watch any of it. No interest whatsoever. Sick of hearing about it, truth be told. Every jackass on my Facebook friend feed has done nothing but rant incessantly about it. Jesus Christ, watch some proper musical artists or something that isn't, well, y'know, shit.

p.s.s. http://cdn.stereogum.com/files/mp3/Hella%20-%20Untitled.mp3 - Hella. Magnificent. New track.

Funnily enough, life has become simple again...

The door situation is sorted out, our landlord is a saintly man, a real sound character, he fixed the lock earlier so we're guaranteed shelter from the sands, and no more breaking into the house will be necessary.

Yus.

4 assignments down as we speak... one next week, one due the week after, and of course, the final year project on June 6th. For some odd reason though, I'm not at all stressed about the hand ups any more, the last few days were as close as I've been to stressed all year but I managed to have everything in on time and managed to give a damn good presentation earlier today for "Avant Garde In Digital Media", one more than deserving of a mildly oontemptuous "follow that" to the other folk in my class.

I'm a charismatic soul when I need to be, the leather jacket, the chewing gum and the cup of coffee might have had a good bit to do with that, but I think my presentation was of a pretty good standard as well so that might have helped.

2 more days of filming for the fyp...timing for filming is more of an issue than production or editing at this moment in time, so as soon as I have all my footage, the editing begins, and lo and behold, the final thing will be done.. filming with Barry tomorrow, and he's a pro so tomorrow should be awesome.

I may be a bit of an idiot at times, but I can damn well perform when I need to.

Aheh, I've had a few pints.

Thus, good night. Peace and love.

Sometimes, I deserve a smack for being such an eejit.

Earlier, I managed to close the door with a bit more force than necessary and now the fucking thing is jammed.

Christ above, you may say, what an absolute jackass, and you'd be right.

Truth be told, if this is the worst thing thats happened to me in recent times, then I really do live a sheltered life, but I still can't help but feel like an absolute spadge.

The landlord's calling over tomorrow. He should be able to put everything to right. Failing that, I'm probably going to have to climb in the window every time I need to get in and out of the house.

Mea culpa, mea maxima fucking culpa. Yes, you may point at me and call me an idiot.

Avant Garde in Digital Media presentation on Monday: It went, from what I could tell, fairly alright. Had everything rendered, all my source files all together, managed to explain my concept fairly well, one or two brief moments of being tongue-tied, but I'm a charismatic bastard and I damn well deliver when I need to.

CV/Cover letter: Also handed in. I've never been tired of talking about myself so there was no way that I was going to fall behind with that one.

2 more hand-ups: Studio Tech part 1: tomorrow. All done essentially, just got to burn her on to a disc and hand it in.

Avant Garde in Digital Media Pecha-kucha presentation to the entirety of the Multimedia and Graphic Design class and body of lectures on Friday....should be alright, I don't mind presentations really, and I think I know how to field off any questions and how to make a hard, solid stab at it.

No pressure.

There remains much to be done, but I'm a hell of a lot less uptight about it at the moment.

Lets make believers out of these people.

4 assignments to hand in over the next 5 days.

3 of them are pretty much done, and ready to be deployed with a pecha kucha presentation on Friday.

Stress: Very little.
Confidence: Take it or leave it.

The last few days haven't allowed me to get my teeth stuck into Media Project as much as I'd liked, but I will be filming both Friday and Saturday of this week and after all that, I'll be ready to give that the requisite amount of socks needed.

I'll get through it. The worst is nearly over.

Funny how the past seems to come back and bite one on the arse.

More tellingly, its kind of typical that the last few weeks of final year have turned into the spring/summer period of 2005.

Its safe to say that right about now that I'm feeling more than just a little bit disorientated, confused and plain worried about the future.

I need a holiday, either that or I really need to do something to sort my life out.

Sorry. Its not all roses and happy tales down this end at the moment.

I'm very fucking hungover, hohoho.

Simple and to the point, basically.

Last night was made of good laugh though...myself and my posse ended up going on the tear all night and got down and dirty all over the city.

Never drinking whiskey again though. Dear lord, it gave me the runaround something infamous this morning.

I have a clear conscience though...not so sure I can say that for everyone else though, ahahaha.

Anyways, that's it. I have nothing else to say. Hope you guys are at least suffering half as much as I am from excessive alcohol intake.

Much love.

Jim.

What a week its been?

Actually, in all honesty, its been fairly quiet, a few home truths have been brought to my attention and they will be acted on.

Accidentally had a majorly heelish moment earlier at a project meeting earlier, I told my lecturer the following bit of spiel..."trust me, I'm used of people counting me out of the loop and then pulling rabbits out of hats. Be warned, I will end up making you all believers by the time June comes around", the funny thing was, it ended up sounding far more arrogant than I intended it to, but out it came and in a fairly biting tone of voice as well.

To be fair, the lecturer took it in his stride and it actually seemed pleased that I was willing to be as upfront about college work as I was earlier and responded in a fairly complimentary fashion.

This is the attitude I should have shown from the beginning...truth be told, I've always wanted to be able deliver high-quality work to those in power and to be able to say "follow that" to those that come after me...with the grace of my own aptitude for hard work, this situation may come to pass.

It is up to me to make that dream into reality and believe me, I intend for it to happen.

Right now though, I'm hitting the bed with the same force that Chris Brown walloped Rihanna (probably).

Lets break some fuckin' hearts, hey?

Jim.