Monday, August 31, 2009

So hot...

It's been 100 degrees here every day for the past week. When my activities include helping move TV's that weigh more than I do and hanging out in apartments with no air conditioning, it's not very fun.

The worst part has to be the insomnia when it's too hot. I woke up at 3:47 this morning, wasn't able to fall back asleep. Writress was sleeping over, so I went into the other room with my book for a couple hours. At around 6 I got tired enough that I was able to fall back into bed and fall asleep, unfortunately my alarm was set to go off at 6:30. Having to wake up really is the worst part of any job.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Fun with self-medication

I think a spider or something bit me overnight because yesterday and today one of my eyelids has been a bit puffy. I decided this morning to do something about it.

I took some Benadryl, but historically that stuff conks me right out, and I didn't have the luxury of napping all morning since I have to be at work. Nor did I want to just take it and try driving etc...

So instead, I got a big cup of black coffee, drank it, then took a Benadryl to try and counteract the swelling. Since I've weaned myself off needing coffee everyday, it actually has an effect.

So far it's been about 45 minutes and there's been no sleepiness. There is the caffeine rush however. My hands feel slightly shakey, and I think I'm speaking even faster than normal (and if you ever heard me speak, you'd know that I normally speak way too fast anyway, so faster than normal is like the dude from those old Micromachines commercials).

And with that, back to work. I get off an hour early tonight since I came in an hour early on Monday, and I'm gonna go see The Hurt Locker on the Paramount Lot with Writress, so I'm pretty psyched.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Craigslist is always a wild goose chase

I don't like to use craigslist or ebay when looking for stuff. I'll buy the cheap IKEA shelf and put it together my self. It's not worth the hassle to deal with random people for their shit sometimes.

Tonight, Writress's roommate found a big tv for cheap on craigslist. It was also the heaviest thing i've ever tried to carry. We need to go back with a dolly tomorrow to get it down like 5 flights of stairs and into a truck.

Every time I get dragged along to help a friend with craigslist stuff it's always a mess, or some kind of wild goose chase, and it almost never feels worth it.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Had a chance to vent

I had a chance to briefly talk to my other best friend for the past 10 years about this weirdness between me and my roommate/best friend. It was good to talk to someone who understood what was going on, who could confirm that these things I was describing were in fact strange.

Basically I need to find some time to sit down with my roommate and figure out what the hell is going on. Of course that brings up the problem that he never seems to have time when I'm around, but hopefully I can work around that.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

A little pissed off

I'm a little pissed off at my roommate. More and more I'm realizing that he's treating me like some random roommate off of craigslist rather than someone who was supposedly one of his best friends for the last ten years. I can't think of anything I did that would make him act like this. It's all going unsaid, and frankly, is really getting on my nerves.

My sister wants to move to LA after she graduates from college this spring. I've started thinking more and more how much I'll prefer getting a place with her over this situation. As nice as this apartment is, I get pissed when somebody I thought of as family treats me like I'm a fucking stranger.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Chilling myself out

Starting today I have some new responsibilities at work. It's nothing I can't handle, but there are several things to keep track of at once, and I don't really have the option of asking for help if I have any questions or am in need of any clarifications. So what I'm doing for myself is making sure I chill the fuck out.

When I let things pile up all at once, that's when I get over-flustered and screw things up. I'm trying to relax, do one thing at a time, and hopefully all will be good.

Hopefully I'll find more time to write this weekend. Other than a party for my tracking board on Saturday night I don't have much else to do besides kick back and mow through my hulu/netflix queues.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Encouraging email

I recently finished a draft of a new pilot. Last night I registered it with the WGA, and sent it to a few people I'd been in contact with before. I expected not to get any responses for at least a week or so, if at all. Imagine my surprise when this morning I got an email back from a writer/producer on one of my favorite network shows (it's a big one, you know it unless you've been living on a desert island for the last 5 years, which would be ironic). She said she really liked it, had a couple small suggestions, and offered encouragement. Pretty much, it was as positive as she could be short of offering me a job, which I doubt she's empowered to do anyway.

It just helps to have validation from people who really know what they're talking about. I'm almost done with the pilot I was working on with my roommate. He hasn't had time to work on it really at all the past few months. It's just not a priority for him. So with his blessing I'm going to try to finish it this weekend on my own. Once I do that, I'll have two strong original pilot samples, and a Heroes spec I can use as part of a writing portfolio along with the feature script I wrote before moving to LA.

I also broke story the other night on a sci-fi pilot I'm working on with the Writress. That one will be really freaking cool, and I'm looking forward to the next steps on that.

In other news, the new job is going alright so far. There seems to be a nice solid break between when i'm at work and when I'm not, which is a welcome change from my previous job where spoiled trust fund babies thought that every moment of my life should be forfeit to them because they were "producers" despite the fact that they showed me no loyalty and did nothing to help me further my career. Considering that I was working less than minimum wage if I added up all the hours a week I was putting in for that job, that's really shitty of them. Now I have the time and energy to keep writing on the side, which I feel I can do now that I'm in a position to actually do something with my writing rather than just hone my craft.