i had planned on COMPLETING all rendering/exporting/compressing for the saturday mamm screening by friday night. yah, DIDN'T HAPPEN.
saturday morning____i've run out of hard drive space and all those hours of rendering/exporting friday night is wasted. then i notice that the music is out of sync on my montage. how did that happen? what the fuck? i quickly make adjustments. and start exporting again at 7am.
5:00pm____i'm rendering/exporting/compressing right up to the second that the taxi arrives to take me to tinseltown cinemas.
5:20pm____i'm at tinseltown, plug the PS3 into the projector. someone (peter, no not the ex) asks me "where's the analog audio out?" i look and there isn't one. HOLY FUCK. peter thinks we need an optical out and i convince him to use the 2 audio outs from the component cables and use connectors to connect them to the super long audio cords that will connect to the sound system. peter leaves and drives to get the connectors.
5:30 - 5:45pm___i've rebooted the PS3 about 10 times and it's still not connecting to the projector. i tell myself and the projectionist that rebooting is part of the setup process which is true but it doesn't take 10 reboots. finally, the ps3 menu shows up on the screen in the theatre. the projectionist jokes about playing some soul caliber after the screening.
5:45 - 6:15pm___we adjust the lens and setup the proper display settings. i'm getting comments that the image on the screen is still alittle blurry. the projectionist, who used to work at tinseltown, handles the stress easily and says: it's too late now.
6:15pm____they start letting in people into the theatre. i'm really nervous and try to remember if i've forgotten anything. the projectionist tells me: it's too late to worry, you can't do anything about it anyways.

6:45pm____lights go down and the 3 weeks of the stress and toil in trying to figure out how a) a PlayStation3 could be a player to a $12,000 projector and b) how best to accommodate 15 films of differing degrees of quality FINALLY COME TO A HEAD when i press the PLAY button on the PS3 remote.
i hyperventilate, scream "oh my god" and collapsed on the very clean floor of the projection area of tinseltown and forget to watch/listen to the audience for reactions to my montage at the start of it all.
9:40pm____house lights come up and they announce the winners. i leave the projectionist area and go down to say hi to a few of the filmmakers and actors.
then, i take a taxi to the commodore for the
mogwai show. the mogwai show was my reward for making it through mamm.
10:20pm____i arrive at the commodore and find a spot leaning up against a column. i forgot to bring my earplugs but i'm okay with that cuz i'd rather listen to their unfiltered set than worry about losing some hearing. mogwai is so worth it.

mogwai is freaking amazing. but half way through their set, i'm suddenly hit with massive exhaustion. lack of proper sleep over the past 2 weeks (dealing with mamm) has finally caught up with me. i'm glad for the column that is holding me up. i look forlornly at the chairs off to the side but figure i'll just fall asleep if i sit down in one of them.
after the show, i'm really hungry and end up at a korean place with friends. i return home just before 2am.
i wakeup this morning at 11am and try to think of what to do the rest of the day.