I always wanted to be a little ceramic man ...

4 February – Migraine seemed to wear off for the most part by morning but was reignited and subdued at various points throughout day – did manage to get some verra important tasks done such as rebuilding Chevette’s front brake (which I shouldn’t be using at all anyway) although a staircase rebuilding job had be be shirked due to pressing consciousness commitments.  Stinkwater 24 screened the top 15 finalists in the evening, which was very lucky for all considering there were 15 entrants (although a few of those had been DQ’d by woefully overshooting the deadline – it was not called Stinkwater 25 and a quarter thank you very much) - like any short film festival some were incredibly slick, some were amazingly amateur and some were bafflingly unwatchable.  But none of them had existed beyond a concept 24 (or 48 considering the screening was 24 hours after the submission) previously.  Felt that I could hold my head up relatively confidently with ‘Three Wishes’ - twas never going to be a winner but it got genuine laughs and that’s all I really wanted.  Got home and something approaching migraine mysteriously returned – I wonder what could have set that off?