Some Form Of Discipline

I suppose
Here it is 7:37PM
Munching on lettuce & olives & blue cheese dressing
Typing out the ingrediants to my
oh so fascinating
enthralling
rich
diverse
spellbinding
sexy
nutritious
death-defying
notorious
life.

Art Dept meeting last night for "WINTERTHRU"
discussing props & set dressing & budget.
Need to pin down if late Aug is happening.
Hopefully location scout @ Deb's will help decide
if we shoot single day pre-projection footage
or if we go for it.
I'd still love to pay off a loan or credit card 1st,
but there's this little itch called momentum
that whispers "now now now"
"while the frying pan's hot"
& "the grease is in the griddle"
& numerous other cooking analogies.
Again, if this was a FT gig,
I'd have that singular focus
& less?
more?
distractions.
But here I am,
post-work
post-commute
waiting for dinner to cook
(veggie chicken patties & steak fries,
how much of an oxymoron is that?)
& I'm just going through the motions here.
But a blog a day
keeps my crazy at bay.
So tip tip tap, ya'll.
Here's my daily output.