This semester is ALMOST OVER!
About freaking time.
Every semester, I tell myself, "This is the hardest semester! And next semester will be SO much easier!" And then it's not.
My last day is Monday. I turn in one project and present another. Yes, my professor assigned TWO projects for the same day. And a paper. Which I just finished a half hour ago.
Then it's off to work on my giallo/sci-fi hybrid.
Monday after class, I'm treating myself to some Chipotle. Then swinging by the Naro and picking up some movies. Because my stupid ass proposed a film series assignment for my independent study. And because I need to watch some anyway.
Think I'm gonna re-evaluate My Dear Killer. I saw it once and hated it. But looking back, I realized that I was really sleep deprived when I sat down to watch it and that may have soured my experience. Plus it's super dark and I need to get to that place to write this script.
Okay. 20 minutes before I gotta start getting ready for work. My head hurts. Please let the idiots not come in tonight...
2 days ago