The 22nd of February.
Today has been most boring and not particularly fruitful. Plus I am in quite a serious amount of pain. Not only have I been sitting badly at the computer all day so my back is dreadful, but I accidentally stabbed myself in the thigh with my crochet scissors which are incredibly sharp. I felt them go in and immediately screamed FUCK, then ran into my bedroom, grabbed a dressing from my drawer and stuck it on, putting as much pressure on it as possible. It hasn’t bled too much, but it’s pretty fucking sore.
So yes, at the computer. I hate to admit it but I keep being ready to clear things, then I find another job that needs doing first. That was backing up videos I’ve got of gigs that I’m not certain have been saved elsewhere and that has taken hours. I have finished season 4 of The Blacklist, and have deleted up to 2016. 2018 is the big beast – it’s where all the reborn photos live so that’s over 40,000 photos and I am not looking forward to it.
I got the money from Union Chapel! And our grand total is just over £14k! Amazing.
The 23rd of February.
Today has been half boring and half joyous. First half boring, because I was sat at the computer again. I can pretty much guarantee that is how I’ll spend my weekend too. Deleting, deleting. So tedious. I’ve got to halfway through 2017 now. Very close to the stupidly large 2018 folder that is a huge mess. Then I have to sort out what photos actually belong in this year. Ugh.
Came back downstairs for lunch, then Daddy and I went to see Black Panther! I couldn’t book the tickets beforehand because Vue have altered their system so you can’t get a carer ticket online for Gold Class. I don’t think it’s on purpose, because we could get them fine in the cinema – the website just needs fixing.
It is SO GOOD. Not just the acting, the story, the characters, but the set is fantastic, it is lit beautifully, the sound is used exquisitely, even taken away when the moment is right. It has all been thought through so carefully. I can’t imagine how it must feel for black people everywhere to see themselves and their culture represented so wonderfully. Maybe if I saw disabled actors playing characters unrelated to their impairment. Anyway. Wakanda forever.