Let's Try and Be Productive Instead

Trying to calm my mood from that last blog entry. Week's off to an OK start. Problem is I'm distracted at work. I've got all these projects I should be working on in my down time, but instead I'm too into writing another draft of Semblable. "Shannon Smith of Better Samaritan!"

This quasi-absurdist pseudo-tragi-comedy is getting out of control. This will be the 6th version of the script, yes it will. And I'm going further with the theme about The Writer's revisions causing a glitch in the Plot-Character Continuum, and whatnot.

Tonight we had spaghetti, but it was Eric's family's spaghetti, which means it was pretty boring. Basically just a jar of Ragu on plain spaghetti noodles. Eh... I make kickass spaghetti, damn it.

I'm kind of excited to try Jeremy's miracle berries. For anyone who doesn't know what I'm speaking of, I think it'll be more fun to leave you in the dark to wonder, rather than explaining it.

What else? I'm getting sleepy. I really should get more sleep. I think I get an average of 5 hours a night during the work week. I don't know how I could ever do the 8-9 hours thing. Who has that kind of TIME? Argh.

I should try looking into what it would take to be a working writer or something, of any kind. Just something I'd enjoy more. Fuck, though, it's hard getting non-clerical-peion work when you don't have a degree in anything...

I'm starting to get to the point in my life where I really don't ever foresee myself finishing college. I just don't have any desire to get myself back into debt again. I don't know. Where do I go from here, you know? It's become a successful playwright, I guess...