Curse you, Saturday

My life is uninteresting, so forgive me for not updating.

Not much has been going on. Just hanging around with people and relaxing and not studying for tests so I got 70% on them.

Same old, same old.

What I've come today to say is that I feel like the internet dies on Saturdays. It's not that I don't enjoy my Saturdays - hell, I would kill for ten Saturdays in a row...or for it to perpetually be Saturday...or Friday. I like Fridays a lot.

I digress

It's just that I have very few web comics that I stay faithful to and none of them update on the weekends. That's fine and dandy, folks, because I have Post Secret on Sunday, but what about Saturday? When is Saturday going to liven up on the updating? Perhaps this is just me, afraid of surfing the wide reaches of the internet in case dear Beverly decides she wants to be a bitch and get a virus. Perhaps you all think I'm insane. While these things might be true, I still feel like the internet does a death thing on Saturday and rises out of the ashes like an electronic phoenix on Sunday morning

The internet is like Jesus - dies on Friday afternoon and rises from the dead on Sunday morning.

Anywho, as much as I would like to savor the weekend, I REALLY want Tuesday to come around. I had emailed Jeff Wray a while ago to get my screenplay back from him. To make a long story short, we didn't meet when we said we would. Whatever. And I was going to email him again and try to set something up, but I just kept forgetting

but

He emailed me saying, "I know you're about ready to clock me right now, but we have GOT to meet." He went on to say that he really wanted to see me to talk about my screenplay because he liked it a lot and had a ton of questions about it.

Now, this email came RIGHT after I got the feedback for my poly sci test. The two were very different from each other. One said, "YOU FAIL. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHA *coughcoughsputter* .....HAHAHAHAH!" and the other one said, "Epic win, Chrissy. Major epic win."

And since I look for career signs everywhere, I took this as, "For the love of all that is good and righteous, Chrissy, do NOT go to law school."

But I never listen to those signs. I'm still considering it

But that's beside the point. I'm just very excited to hear his comments on the screenplay. I realize that the last 50 or so pages were ridiculously bad and had more continuity issues than any time-traveling story you're likely to come across, so I'm both curious and concerned about what he's going to say. Nevertheless, he didn't say that he wanted to give me the written comments. He said he wanted to talk with me about it. This might not be significant in your eyes, but for me, it really means the world.

yay

It might be time for dinner now and maybe some margaritas? yeah? yeah?

I think so

take it easy. don't die. don't get raped!