reading:
John Bowe (ed): Gig: Americans Talk About Their Jobs
Gail Simone: Birds of Prey
Sarah Vowell: Take the Cannoli
Howard Zinn: People's History of the U.S.
It's like my iPod knew, when it flipped on this morning, that I would not be waking up unless it played me some Partners in Kryme. Made that first jolt of morning just a little more palatable.
New SMRT-TV is up, Femmes pilot is (hopefully) shot, Jenni's birthday was celebrated, and new BSG was excellent. By my standards, a very successful weekend. But it's probably some sort of indicator that when you start thinking about your plans for the evening, "run two miles, finish reading a book for coverage, write three scenes for that How I Met Your Mother spec, maybe finish off Left Behind, and watch last week's 24" sounds like a light evening.
So, I'm gonna chug this coffee now and eventually return to the world of the living. While I do that, though, here: Jane Espenson's blog, if you haven't seen it, is pretty delightful. Especially for you screenwriting nerds. Espenson is still my favorite ever. Someday, Espenson will meet me and be so impressed by my talent that she takes me under her wing. And then I'll be successful and happy and five pounds lighter and have a pair of Sketchers in every color of the rainbow...