Here I am, sitting at my favorite terminal at school^[1], blogging away to you nice people because my morning class ended crazy early and I figured I might as well get as much of my blogging done now so that I will have more time to work on my short film script tonight.

I have tonight and tomorrow night to work on the second draft, and the third draft is due this Saturday, I think, so it’s a pretty rapid turnaround.

But what the fuck, it’s only five pages/minutes and I now have full license from my instructor to go past five pages because my skit short film is very rapid-fire so five pages will be nowhere near five minutes.

And I was like, phew, because I wanted this thing to be jam packed with high density humour and in my atrocious first draft, I ended up with like, three jokes.

So the second draft is going to practically be a full rewrite. A lot of superfluous garbage is going to be ripped out like it was bad wiring and replaced with solid comedy.

I am looking forward to that. Heck, if I had my game on, I would go dig up the first draft right here and get cracking on that comedy instead of blogging.

But I don’t quite have my poop in a pile at the moment so I will keep on blogging for as long as I can before it’s time to go get lunch.

That will be, like, 45 minutes from now.

One wonderful thing about the class ended crazy early, besides just not being in class right now, is that I will get the jump on the rush lunch by leaving at 11:45. That will make up for last Thursday, when Sci Fi class went long and I ended up getting completely caught in the worst of the lunch rush and had to wait for 20 minutes in the line at Subway.

Today, I think I will go to Meat and Bread. I’ve been there once before and the sandwich I got was amazing. Definitely an entire meal in a sandwich. Literally, because it was their Thanksgiving special, so it was a turkey sandwich with stuffing, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, and REAL turkey, and holy Hannah was it tasty.

Normally, I don’t trust that kind of sandwich. I’ve gotten burned before. Restaurants just slap the things together without a thought as to whether it will actually taste good, just so long as it has the right ingredients.

But everyone said Meat and Bread sandwiches are amazing works of art, so I went for it, and man was I not disappointed.

And seeing as their sandwiches are $9.50, they had a lot to live up to!

I am worried about my ankle. I get the feeling it might not be mending on its own. I spent the weekend off it for the most part, and I thought it was getting better, but the moment I put my shoes on Sunday night, it started to hurt and now my ankle is rubbing against the side of the shoe in a weird way.

And I know from painful and bitter experience that if I ignore that, it will rub away the skin there and cause a very bad situation.

Like, large section of flesh gouged out bad. Shudder.

So I might have to go to the doctor on Wednesday and get him to look at it. It didn’t seem like a major injury at the time but it’s not going away on its own and it might be getting worse. So I better look after it.

That reminds me, I need to call Doctor Costin to confirm m Thursday appointment.

Not really sure where my mental health is at right now. I feel like I am not exactly well but I am doing well enough to get by. But I don’t know how long that will last, so therapy seems like a very good idea right now.

Anything that speeds up the healing process.

I think I am current with my homework. I did the character grid for my TV Pilot class later today. That was laborious. Five characters, four connections each, equals 20 relationships to describe. I think I did a good job, but it was a lot of work.

And I have my three short films described in terms of production for Producing for Writers tomorrow. I almost fucked that one up. I was going into a lot of analytical detail (like I do) and was treating it like the analyses for the genre courses I have taken before, but then I read the assignment description again and realized it said “two or three sentences each”.

By then, I had most of a page on the first one. Woops.

So I had to start over. But it didn’t exactly take long to bang our three sentence about three films. I wish I had been allowed more space, but I get the feeling production type people like our instructor are super busy and not long on patience for long-winded analysis from us word obsessed writer types.

I can learn concision. In fact, I feel like I am doing it already. But it will take time. Going from working to wordcount to minimizing wordcount is like going from marathons to sprints.

You use different moves.

Right now, I am feeling relaxed and positive. Got some good stretching in this morning, something I should do far more often, so I am feeling relatively relaxed in this big bulky bulbous body of mine.

I look forward to getting lunch and maybe a sweet treat (I am so weak) and enjoying it, then going to TV Pilot class this afternoon.

It’s true that part of me really wants to stretch out for a good nap right now, but that’s par for the course with my messed up lifestyle.

Some day, I will get my shit together.

And after that… watch the fuck out!

I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.