pumascissors

Almost finished the basement today. At least the sheetrock part of it. I don't mind working down there by myself. But Mike gets stressed out easily and his mood takes a turn for the worse. The basement is the bane of his existence. I've gotta mud and tape the bathroom tomorrow.

Been working on a blues song instead of the boston movie. Maybe I can come up with a few new lines while I work. Or maybe I'll be a good boy and spend some time thinking about the movie shit. I've decided to change the beginning of the movie. It'll alter the whole plot. But that's a good thing. I tried to tie all the shit together. I've been stuck in similar holes before. And the solution almost always involves cutting something loose. Then things get rolling and flowing again.

Dad keeps asking me what I want to work on next. It honestly feels like this movie will never be finished. Mostly because I'm lazy and hard to motivate. I forget just how close this is to completion. How close? Damn close! Yeah! That felt manly. Anyway. All I have to do is write 15 or so pages of new scenes and add in the twenty or thirty pages I've already typed up. I gotta get my ass in gear. And throw some rope.