POV: It’s January 28th and you’re playing Mariokart at the arcade bar with some University buddies and one of them practicallly invented ADHD. 

April is called “My Quarantine” because I really just completely extricated myself from society. I wasn’t really quarantining, just doing “solitude”. Though I did start doing some freelance videography.

At the end of this month I got a job with the Red Cross in a COVID hotel, which is exactly what it sounds like.

That was literally the time of my life. It’s pretty messed up how much fun I had during 2020 considering how bad it was for everyone else. Life is really terrible sometimes.

Anyway here’s April 2020, my last month of sweet sweet unemployment.

POV: It’s May 23rd and you’re encountering some degree of difficulty acclimating to 12hr shifts at the COVID hotel.

I quit that job in September and decided to skate thru October 2020 satisfying some creative needs because my fucking brain was going to explode otherwise. 

It was an absurdly productive month for me and encapsulates why I use that rather obnoxious description of Newton’s Annus Mirabilis on the front page. Though I wasn’t making great strides in calculus or motion, I was able to do the type of work that’s meaningful to me. 

I did some more freelancing, started a project with my friend Oyin, finished both the song and video for Sahara of the Bozarts, started work on No Dice, played some instruments like a goddamn legend, started learning Blender, finished some huge sequences on Big Dumb Animal, continued work on the Bullseye Butterfly soundtrack (all of which was later thrown out), animated some stomachs, and got lost in the woods with my friend MK. Then I went and took some pictures at the butterfly observatory (alone like a frigging psychopath), watched Clueless, and through some divine coincidence was wearing my MF Doom sweatshirt on the day he (reportedly) died. Yeah, the video shows me wearing it on the 28th, but the thing about COVID is you can wear a shirt for 9 days until it’s dirty. That’s one positive thing about the virus you don’t hear from the MSM. Jk, brother. Jk. 

POV: It’s December 11th and you’ve just asked me to verify some equations but I refuse to stfu about movies.

Seems a bit of a shame not to share the bumper introductions I made on my fridge. These are like one of the best things I think I’ve ever done. They remind me of Sesame Street.