Thursday, August 31, 2006

Back in Austin, finally unpacked and settled in. Taught my first TA section, which was surprisingly not that strange, although I suppose substituting for a year made the whole "stand at the front of the room and be talky meat" thing a little less weird.

Saw Little Miss Sunshine, crocheted things, played golf, swam, slept in, etc. over the break, which was lovely and restful, although I did not get as much research-reading done for my new script as I would have liked; thankfully, I have Labor Day weekend pretty much free to do that, and yea verily, I shall.

Still catching up on blogs, the internets, TVs, et cetera, and doing a thorough cleaning and reorganizing of the apartment is also high on my list of upcoming priorities. It feels strange to be starting a new school year, mostly because it feels like the last one never actually ended; I can't imagine the oddity of the ever-closer reality of working full-time, full-stop.

I was talking to Cat on the phone last night, of Emmys, movies, living alone, TAing, buying groceries, of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings; most everything, essentially, as it was two hours and I think I unfortunately reached that point when it was like, there are no more words. We have used them all. But it was lovely to have a social interaction with someone who wasn't my family. Don't get me wrong, I love my family and I love going home, but right around the two week mark is when I start feeling that I'm approaching hermit-like qualities that as introverted as I am are still a bit unnerving. So yay, friend-talky! It is to be happy.

Friday, August 11, 2006

So today, I was inspired to write some fanfiction; pacifically, Anne of Avonlea fanfiction. I hope you all enjoy. Ahem.

Davy came in from outside and slammed the door shut. Anne winced at the sound, glad that Marilla was visiting Rachel Lynde and wasn't home to hear it. She heard Davy make his way through the house, calling her name, until finally he made his way upstairs and into her bedroom. He wiped the sweat from his brow with a grubby paw - Anne made a note to make him wash up as soon as he finished telling her whatever had spun him into such a flurry of excitement - and collapsed at her feet, burying his face in the folds of her dress. Anne brushed back the sodden curls from his forehead.

"What are you doing down there?" His muffled response drifted up, "It's cool." Anne waited patiently for the question she knew would be coming shortly.

"Anne? Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, Davy."

"Why is it a thousand degrees outside? I want to know."

I arrived at my internship today and remembered I had a 3-5 page paper assessing my internship experience due along with the rest of my paperwork today, so I banged that out at the office. I remember when I was in high school, even a freshman at SC, and a 3-5 page paper was a rather serious task, and an 8-10 page paper was an ordeal. Oh, how times change.

So, I'm flying home tomorrow for a few weeks before the fall term starts. I'm so glad that there had to be a terrorist plot days before I stepped onto a plane. Terrorists? Why must you threaten air travel? I want to know.
I forgot to post yesterday that I updated foozes. Alyssa, seriously, that text message was a wonderful break yesterday. You have no idea.
Oh. I'm done.

Okay, so, I got an email last week from a professor I had last semester, who runs this class synched with the UT film institute/production company synergistic thingy down here. You essentially work on a script until you get a shooting script, then go through pre-production (or a facsimilie thereof) and it's just a cool opporunity to really bang out a script and go through that process. He was looking for more submissions for the program, so I emailed him back some questions, and in the meantime didn't do anything about it.

He emailed me back Wednesday night, everything sounded kosher, except that the submissions are due Friday. So I spent all day today, 13 hours straight (with a brief break to go to the gym and watch Big Brother, and even then I was working things out in my head) revising my first draft, which turned into writing a second draft mostly from scratch. Yeah, I edited about thirty pages worth of material today, and wrote about sixty. Today.


I can't quite comprehend the fact that I actually wrote a second draft of a feature in a single day. It's ridiculous. But also, it's kind of cool. I've been meaning to do a second draft all summer and kept putting it off, so today was like the procrastination Olympics. This is for what I've trained for years. And it was really neat, where I'd have those moments when I just wrote, without thinking, the words just pouring out and it was like, yeah. This is what people talk about when they bring up the muse, because, dude, it's not even like I'm coming up with this stuff, it's just like it's there, and I'm just putting it down.

I'm kind of shellshocked right now, actually.

(And the perils of Final Draft mean that this entry has taken twice as long to type, because I keep single-spacing after each sentence, and forgetting to manually capitalize. You cripple me, time-saving software!)

I should have went to bed so I could get up early and edit in the morning, but I spent the last hour and a half reading the latest FW about the latest HP BNF caught plagiarizing. It's been so beautiful.

Wednesday, August 9, 2006

Alyssa! I am working on a sooper sekrit project. Please to give me the dimensions of your iPod, kthnx.

ETA: I'm watching Seven Brides for Seven Brothers on TCM right now, and I love the part when the brothers are forced to shave and have washed clothes before they can eat breakfast, and they magically turn from Crazy Raised-by-Wolves Lumberjacks into Family o' Redheaded-Hotness. Good times, good times.

You know it's bad when it's been less than a week and you're already sick of your banner and find all these mistakes in it but don't care enough to fix them in Photoshop. Yeah, I might find time to make something else, or I may just re-use an old one. Eh.

Muzaks Wot Begin With the Letter C:

"Candyman," Christina Aguilera

"Cantabile, Op. 17," Joshua Bell

"Come on Eileen," Dexy's Midnight Runners

"Crazy Little Thing Called Love," Queen

"Crying," Roy Orbison and k.d. lang

Monday, August 7, 2006

"Zizzou Society Blue Star Cadet," Mark Mothersbaugh, from The Life Aquatic

"Zak and Sara," Ben Folds

"Ziggy Stardust," David Bowie

"Zero," The Smashing Pumpkins

"Zombie," The Cranberries

Friday, August 4, 2006

I love when music memes flit about the internet. Everyone puts up music, I download new stuff, so expect some songs sometime in the next few days. In the meantime, to do my part in spreading the meme around...

Reply with a letter, and I'll upload 3-5 songs that start with that letter.

"My Evil Plan to Save the World," Five Iron Frenzy

"Mrs. Robinson," Simon and Garfunkel

"Mrs. Jesus," Tori Amos

"Morning Has Broken," Cat Stevens

"My Coco," Stellastarr*

Thursday, August 3, 2006

Trying out Livejournal. Like I said there, I don't plan to post anything there I won't post here for a while, but I am trying it out. Already, it looks so much nicer and cleaner than this blog here. So, I don't know.
All right. I've been fricking with html and templates for an hour, trying to redesign the blog, and I finally gave up. I was going to adapt one of the pre-made templates, because I kind of like the structured look of the rounded-cornered tables, as opposed to the solid color background I've been doing for a while. Unfortunately, all of the Blogger templates come with this search bar that runs along the top, and I could not figure out how to get rid of it. I played around in Dreamweaver for a while, tried copying blogger template html into my template html to work around it, etc., etc., and I finally had to just call it quits or I was going to blow a fuse.

I might try again this weekend, or I might not. And I still can't get comments to work, so, yeah. Today's moved me an inch closer to the LJ world, just because their stuff is so much easier to fiddle with. Sigh.

Back to my own icons, as in my fit of pique I decided I was tired of the goofy ones.

Yes! This is exactly how exciting my day has been so far!

Tuesday, August 1, 2006

Right now, my family is out eating someplace nice for Marshall's birthday.

I am eating braunschweiger on Saltines and a pile of dill pickle slices.

ETA: Updated foozes.