Monday, May 12, 2008

Don't want to go to rehab

Not that anyone is asking. But you start wondering when you're transcribing your notes from a spiral notebook you've been dragging around for two years. And you learn a few things.

1) No future as a typist.
2) Atrocious handwriting. I had conversations like this with myself: is that word VIRAL or VEILED? And some of this stuff was written two years ago so I don't know where I was going on some of this stuff.
3) I'm particularly keen on one scene. I wrote it up not once, twice, but THREE times. Criminy.
4) I also scored quite a few White Sox games in 2006 (I was very hopeful) and 2007 (stupid Sox).

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