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As I'm going.....

I'm worried that all the time I spent trying to figure out vlogging and shit has cut into time I could--and honestly should--have spent on tomorrow's Bad Movie Monday review. Like, I haven't even decided what movie I'm reviewing.

Goddamnit. And I was getting so good at this time management thing.

Meanwhile, I'm beginning to feel confident about where these vlogging attempts have gotten me. Parker's gonna hiss something about linux sucking, but I'd been having trouble with the sound not syncing or frame rate/image sucking. Frankly I think most of *my* linux problems derive from the open-source experimental driver I'm using for my nvidia card. That or linux hasn't conquered the quadcore processor yet. Threading issues. Messy.

But the last couple attempts I did last night came out pretty alright, I thought. I'll have to dress-rehearse it with the better lighting, angle, location, etc, to really see but at least it looks a little nicer. Someday I'll have to own up to the fact that I have a cheap webcam and it's simply never gonna look as crisp and as nice as other people's. Sigh.

Anyway, I'm opening today so I needa jeeeet. Yay for work! It's been great recently, btw; I've been getting more hours--details later ^.^
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