Hmmm… I will have to figure out the PDF thing….  I’m not
entirely sure it’s ready to be divulged to the masses though… 
but I will probably send it to those who ask.  But yeah, give me a
few days maybe 😉

Anyway, the count on the votes seems to be 6 to 3, in favor of number 2.
Heather does make a good point though, but then, Gene also makes a good point, that it is cold back there… 😉

If you have not voted, you may still.  I will probably do whatever I do a week from today (the day before I fly home).

Today is the final day of my internship.  That’s kind of sad,
really.  I like it there, that’s the least stressful part of my
experience.. haha 🙂  Then, there have only been 2 stressful weeks
out here… the first being midterms week… and the second being
finals week (this week), heh.

I’m excited to be home for a month or so….

Edit:

So I was tired when I was writing earlier, I have a little more I can
post about…  The Co-Executive Producer/Writer of That 70’s Show
came and talked to us in our screenwriting class last night. 
Believe it or not, he is a Christian… and he had some really
interesting things to say.  Anyway, was cool hearing from him.

I pinched a nerve in my neck or something yesterday.  It hurts to
turn my head to the left, which means when I want to change lanes on
the highway, I have to cause myself pain, which is weird.

Anyway, I am gonna get to reading this last screenplay that I will be writing coverage of….
so… yeah.

“all this talking has turned dangerous

oh you speak so many languages

you could be spilling out your heart

and i wouldn’t understand at all

you know you got me thinking i should be swallowing my pride

but is it pride or the choking that comes before the fall

you say i got your worried, ’cause i drink too many beers

and each bottle’s adding up to the sum of all your fears

so i take the two drink maximum

with minimum regret on the rocks

cause i know that i don’t have nothing, yeah

and i don’t need nothing, yeah

cause it don’t mean nothing, yeah

if i don’t have you

last night, tonite, three nights, four

how many more nights will i spend on the counch or the floor

i never got an indication that there might be something wrong

so i’d invite the invitation to make out and move on

so come on i say, “i’m number one can’t you see”

you say, “you don’t look that way to me, at your very best you’re number three”

and hell, i’d take four or five, if that would guarantee your company

lying next to me

cause i don’t have nothing, yeah

and i don’t need nothing, yeah

cause i don’t mean nothing, yeah

if i don’t have you

would it help to say i’m sorry

would you believe me if i try

if i looked you in the face

would you look me in the eye

if i kept all of my promises

would you keep me up at night”
-“Keep Me Up At Night,” by Squad Five-O

Keep the votes coming.

I now hold my completed script in my hands.

It’s official, I am now the author of a screenplay.

 

I forgot how good butterfingers are.  I far too often neglect them.

That is completely unrelated to the rest of this post.

I made an announcement last night that, up until a few minutes ago, I
fully intended to fulfill.  However, a few moments ago I received
an e-mail regarding the scripts from Kris (prof).  Anyway, I found
a small piece of info which I found to be encouraging, and made me feel
bad for not finishing the script.  And so tonight becomes:
Operation Drink RockStar And Write Screenplay All Night On Caffeine
High…. or….  Operation DRAWSANOCH for short.

Now, I have thought it over, and since I promised a shaved head, I
thought maybe we could come to a compromise.  Now, I leave this
entirely in the hands of you people…. my FRIENDS, I remind you….
keep that in mind ;).

Here are the 2 options:

1. I shave my head just as I was going to if I failed.
2. I cut my hair to be really, truly, quite short, but certainly not shaved bald 😉

Vote away.  1 or 2 will suffice.  You only get one vote, so you know… make it count.

And this assumes that I succeed in Operation DRAWSANOCH.  If I fail, then I have to shave it bald, regardless of your vote.

Operation DRAWSANOCH Log:

10:30 PM – writing has commenced, I am at page 71, I was not actually
at 70 when I started… more like 67.  Stuff is coming out ok,
it’s a slow process, but if I keep up the pace I should be able to do
this.  Especially now that the distractions of other people are
gone.  The log will be updated in maybe an hour or so…. 
Not that anyone will read this until tomorrow anyway 😉

11:38 PM – Writing has been going pretty well, I am just about to reach
page 78.   Keep in mind that that my end result is probably
going to be around 110 pages.  But you know, the shorter I can
make it and end the story… the better 😉

12:26 AM – Things aren’t looking good for Phoenix Blair.  But
they’re looking better for my hair.  I am on page 81, and I am
about to reach the end of act 2, in which Phoenix gives himself over to
Shay.  Will Phoenix realize the error of his ways before it’s too
late?  Who knows.

1:46 AM – I seem to be slowing down.  85.  Almost to
86.  I fear the ending will be somewhat anti-climatic.  That
can be fixed in a rewrite.  Stay focused to the task at hand…
finishing the first draft.  finish… finish… finish…. 
all right, i’m going to get back to writing.

2:30 AM – I am at the very bottom of 89.  Someone is dead, 2
others are rather incapacitated.  the phoenix is about to be
reborn.  It seems like only one person could save him now… but I
know that that is not what is going to happen.  It’s time to find
out exactly what will happen instead.

3:40 AM – I am finished.  I have not proofread anything, but I
made it to the end, and while I am sure the ending is not as good as it
can one day be, it is at least done.  So vote away, what becomes
of my hair is now in your hands.  Personally, I am going to sleep.

In case anyone was wondering whether or not Murphy was right…..

This week of my life proves his law.

I have an announcement to make.

*taps spoon to glass*
*ding* *ding* *ding*

Take a good look at the picture of myself on the left of this screen.

Take a good, hard look.

You see that hair?

The next time you see the person in that picture, that hair will not be there.

I just want you to be ready.  I don’t want there to be any shocks or confusion as to who that guy with no hair is.

Why?

Frankly, I just don’t care anymore.

I was so stressed today trying to get my final film shot (which it
still isn’t done and I am going to have to reshoot some of what I shot
already).  Some of those reshoots may be done tomorrow
night.  Others may not be done until Saturday.  I don’t
know.  I don’t care.

You know what else I don’t care about?  Getting my screenplay done
by Thursday.  I will keep writing it at a leisurely pace, but I am
not prepared to stay up late writing tonight and tomorrow night killing
myself to get it done.  I simply cannot deal with that level of
stress.

And that simply means that I will be getting my head shaved.  I am
ok with that.  I’ve accepted it.  I have resigned myself to
the fact.

Thursday, after filmmaking, I will be having it shaved.  I will show up with my head shaved at my screenwriting class.

If you wanted to be surprised, I’m sorry to spoil it.

I just thought you should know.