Haha can’t believe my account was hacked yesterday by some introspective douchebag, haha… Today was decent as far as Monday’s go. Thought I would have to spend hours upon hours trying to animate a single circle in After Effects, since my coworker who usually handles these things is on vacation. Turns out, only needed like 2 hours, was pretty epic. Read another hundred pages or so of aGoT, and had a solid taco-Monday dinner to level it all off.
The next bit of concern is how exactly to make room in the schedule for some serious writing. If left to my own devices, I would become an albino bat, working from home, and writing every waking hour in between sleep and work, emerging from my cave in the summer like a pale ghost from a forgotten crypt. However, a certain individual who cares about me tells me that this would be unhealthy. Lol, we’ll see about that. Kidding…. kidding. It is a vexing issue though. Read everyday, write everyday, exercise everyday, plan around work and social life, make commitments. I’ll get it done, but almost definitely going to enter the dog house have to make some compromises along the way. Still, I’m very excited to enter the world of Long Beach Island as a depressive, drug-dependent wannabe Lothario pool-boy with a prostitute problem again. What can I say? That world calls to me. Hoping to dive back in this week. Hell, maybe even tomorrow.
Speaking of which, I’ll see you then.
Nick
Edit: Oh yeah, forgot to elaborate on the photo, which is of a cool little wood-carved bird from Costa Rica that Vicki brought me. It now stands on my windowsill among the other trinkets, always flying and drinking its sweet nectar.
Nick Denardi 