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Boo and wow

July 31st, 2007 No comments

Well, the Nicholl Fellowship didn’t pick my script as one of 254 quarterfinals of 5,050 entries. That’s not so disappointing. What’s annoying is they don’t say how far my script did make it. There were three rounds before the quarterfinals . And they don’t provide notes from the readers. They will, however, send me an entry form for next year’s competition.

Not sure what to do now. I wasn’t keen on selling it to a studio, anyway. It would have to be an independent production. There are other contests, I’m sure. And I can always resubmit it next year, the entry period starts pretty early. I don’t recall exactly when. I might tweak it, I dunno. I do need to find a critique group.

And I can’t believe it’s not even 7 yet. I’m exhausted.

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One week down…

July 29th, 2007 No comments

First week on my own wasn’t so bad. It only took me 3 hours (and 10 minutes) to break something, but it was minor. Didn’t have any trouble staying busy, I think I was keeping up pretty well.

Diet’s going pretty good. I’d say I’m down a solid 3-4 pounds. Not sure if it’s show yet, tho.

Bike is still in the shop. Grrrrrr.

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Not so great weekend

July 23rd, 2007 1 comment

My bike’s in the shop again. Strictly routine wear and tear this time, I swear. I got a loaner from the shop this time. It has a frame that’s 1 1/2 inches taller than mine. One would think that it wouldn’t feel that different. One would be wrong.

Saturday I discovered a super awesome white boy funk band. Good thing I enjoyed the music, because the chick who was encouraging me all night had her friend run interference while she bolted for the door after the show. That wasn’t so much fun.

Today I take over my store as the maintenance tech. Go me. I was on my own this past thursday and I think I did okay. Mostly I don’t know what supplies I have in stock.

Was very bad this weekend as regards diet and exercise. Very very bad.

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Yeah!

July 18th, 2007 No comments

Last Friday I Went Out for the first time in a long long long time. Good times were had.

Saturday was Corey from Seven Corners’ birthday. I joined him and some other bicyclers (let’s say it was pretty easy to spot who was there for Corey) at Oaks Park for rides and, um, rides. Then drinking afterward. More fun times.

Then back to work. Sigh.

This is the last week of my training. I’ll actually be on my own tomorrow. Someone was supposed to come in but some stuff came up. Monday I’ll be on my own for good, although I’ll have plenty of guys to call/e-mail with questions.

Riding my bike a ton. Walking a LOT at work. Dieting (not very well, tho). Losing weight. Saving money. I should be trying to find a weekend part time job, but I’m really liking how not having one makes my life less complicated. Have to work at not losing touch with my bar friends, though.

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I may never feel well rested again…

July 4th, 2007 No comments

It’s 2:16pm and I’m just getting out of bed. I was up a while ago, for breakfast, but I felt I needed more sleep. Damn you, college, for ruining my distaste for sleep!

In other news, it’s entirely too hot to ride a bike. But I’m about to. Gotta head to Dingo’s to see what we can salvage from this 4th of July. Not much money, no explosives.

Training is going okay. Nothing really surprising has happened. My boss took me around to most of the local stores to meet people and whatnot and said that he wanted to put me into a less busy store both so I don’t get overwhelmed by the really busy store that hadn’t had a maintenance guy for two months and so the experienced guy at the slow store won’t get bored. I’m actually kind of bummed about that. The slow store isn’t that much farther away from mom’s house and will take about the same time from downtown but the busy store seemed like a cool place to work and the boss warned me that the slow store is, well, slow. But, whatever. All I expect from a job is regular paychecks.

Okay, my ass is moving.

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