Lotta love, lotta love, lotta love! ♥

My last post kinda backfired, but it seems as though I've started a meme; I meant everyone to post pictures of themselves as comments in my journal, but some have posted in their own instead. o_o;; Not what I had in mind, but as long as it spreads and gets the message out there. But thank you to conjure_lass raspberrysorbet pineapplebites xdullxbluex who played along and posted in my entry. ♪

Yesterday, Laura, Erica, and I had a practice. We were at the Move with Grace studio on Myrtle Ave., almost directly behind Pratt. How about that: all that time, and we had no idea it was there. Thanks, catmandux, for letting me know about that website; that's how we found it. ♪ The space was perfect! Just big enough for the three of us to move comfortably, there was a fan, but most importantly, A MIRROR. T^T (And we had it all to ourselves, unlike Pratt's studio.)

After we were done, we headed to the Abandoned Classroom to get some filming done. We have a shot of Rottara, Rottara done, but it's framed really poorly. OH WELL. The important thing is that we've got it done, and we'll be kind of performing it at Reni's show tomorrow, when we do our thirty-second pitch. Hold on. Backtrack.

After our relatively failed attempt to film, Erica reminded us that she needed to work, so we went back to her place to discuss what we're going to do for Reni's show. We have a chance to participate in a future show -- for more than thirty seconds -- if our pitch tomorrow is successful. All we have to do, basically, is say who we are and what we do, so we've decided to do a super-short version of a dance (Rottara, Rottara), while speaking. We've also assembled a press kit (Laura, mostly), that has all our junk in it, and when we've done things for whom. It's all very exciting, even if the description of WHO WE ARE AND WHAT WE DO took forever to write (not to write so much as phrase; I still like to think myself a ~*verbal artist*~ and I was being very picky). We had to rehearse a lot, which was really disgusting, considering we're each speaking for about five seconds. TL;DR, come to Reni's show tomorrow at noon, at Amber Asian Cuisine, 432 6th Ave (bet. 9th and 10th) for a preview of one of the dances we'll be doing at NYAF. It's $12, though, which is pretty lame.

Now for something entirely different: I found this on my flist yesterday morning, and while it's obviously fake and the videos are hacks, it was still kinda creepy on half a night's sleep at 4:45 in the morning. XD; I had fun scaring myself, but I was so exhausted when I was done that I had dreamless sleep the rest of the night.

I haven't played Zelda in a very long time. I wanna ALttP so badly, you have no idea.

Today's Saturday, so that means I'll be cleaning.