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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