Ostriches Are Magic, Apparently

So, what we’ve got here is a typical ostrich race, complete with a big group of spectators. 

Three people, in a line of purple barriers, on ostriches, with a weird brown tower behind them. How hard can that be to animate?

Pretty hard, apparently.

First of all, in this shot, all the spectators disappear.

Looks like people got bored of the ostriches pretty quickly.

Then, in this wide shot, the little purple barriers turn brown!

But that wasn’t enough. Oh, no.

The animators had to outdo themselves, and also forget to draw in the

1. Brown tower

2. Purple barriers

3. Every other freakin’ contestant & ostrich

Apparently, ostriches are magic. Who knew? 

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
—  c.j.n.