Friday, November 01, 2002

• Friday. Doing better. This is not so great an accomplishment as it sounds, as it's sort of along the lines of 'having one arm ripped off in a tragic, yet strangely comic, accident involving agricultural machinery is better than having BOTH arms ripped off'.

  Let's see. Run down of current Reptilian events:

  a)The dentist claims that excruciating pain anytime the ibuprofen wears off is perfectly normal. I can imagine the conversation went something like this:

  Dental Assistant:"Lizard left a message complaining about pain."

  Dentist:"Do we have any open appointment slots?"

  Assistant:"No."

  Dentist:"Oh well, tell him it's normal, then."

  It was so bad yesterday that I couldn't even play with the Vaio on the way home. All I could do was sit on BART and whimper. I think I freaked some of the other passengers.

  b)Lizard got to pay the bills yesterday. Lizard is currently in shock. Lizard is convincing himself that an all macaroni-and-cheese diet is good practice for becoming a full-time writer.

  c)I will be seeing Beth tonight. I will be bringing books. Terry Pratchett and Charles DeLint.

  d)Speaking of being a writer, it looks like I'm going back on the 10K words/weekend trail. Which means I won't solve 'Kingdom Hearts' anytime soon, and I'm going to swiftly lose all my 133t 5ki11z. The Heartless will no long ph3ar me. Phooey. On the up side, having editors come to me and say "How many words can you do?" is a lot better than sending out desperate grovelling emails in reply to every open call. If I can pull off Secret Projects A and B with any modicum of quality and on-time-ness, I will be able to tack 'Game Designer' onto my resume, not just 'writer'. Should be cool. Of course, I'll probably fail miserably and drag two companies down with me. So it goes.

  e)DESPITE the 10K/weekend schedule, I am going to take time off to do 'hanging out' with Doug. Since Beth will not see "Ghost Ship", despite the fact all reviews state that it's one of the most gore-drenched bloodfests to come down the pike in ages (and, what more can you ask from a movie than that it contains hundreds of gallons of fake blood?), Doug and I will see it ourselves.

  f)Holding on. The thought that keep coming back to me is, "I'm holding on to my sanity with my fingernails, and I just had them trimmed."

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