dr_u

A sign of the times

I'm tired of this writer's block. I know what has to be written: the scene with Del and Brian buying the tie, the scene with Brian, Vin and Chaos out by the ditch at sunrise, A scene witgh Brian and his dad, and maybe a scene of Vin and Chelsea together.
I even know that the new pages should total about 20 to 30 minutes.
I have a good idea of where I'll place them in the script, but I just can't seem to concentrate enough to commit anything to ink (or computer memory since I'm ever so modern)
I miss my writing glasses. I wrote the original with those glasses and I just seem to concentrate and write better when I wear them. I gotta find those magical specs or outgrow childish superstition.

added later: I never thought I'd say this, but I'm not sure I like four sets a day. I guess it has to do with the backlog, but I thought it was kind of cool that the sets and the SGs got a whole 24 hours on the main page. Though it probably cuts down on that friend request bump many of the ladies mention and having to do less of the inevitable cut down of the list of friends. It seems weird that you can just remove names and suddenly you aren't friends anymore, that would be strange if that translated into the real world.

Brian - hey reggie, what are u up to this weekend?
Reggie - sorry Brian, I'm afraid you'r no longer on my list of friends anymore.
Brian - huh
Reggie - well it's for the best. since you moved we hardly talk anymore and i just think it's best we just stop speaking to each other. So from now on if you see me, just pretend like we don't know each other.

the funny thing is i didn't notice I got removed from a couple people's lists on myspace because I haven't gone to that account for like two weeks and I kind of think I should just delete the account but I can't because I don't want someone to think I was all fuck that guy, that guys a douche. I never want to acknowledge that person's existence again
How neurotic is that? I don't want to offend theoretical people I may never meet in real life.
wouldn't it suck if you met someone in real life hit it off and then discover that you deleted them?

(still haven't found the glasses.)