Friday, July 03, 2009

Los Angeles - Day Seven

I'm home. And strangely when I stepped off the plane into the Austin airport, instead of getting a sigh of relief, I got a rush of hot, humid triple temperature heat. Ugh.

Now that I'm home, I'm feeling completely and utterly anxious. I have script notes to wrap up on Love Me, story ideas to spit up for Nickelodeon, a second draft to get crackin' on for Captain Dynamo and a first draft to plow through on Never Date a Teen Idol. Don't get me wrong. I'm psyched to have a full plate and an empty calendar for July. It's been planned as my writing month since May. So if I start saying "no" to lunches, hanging out and get togethers, it's just cause I've got a lot of shit to do before school starts up again. I've got to put my nose to the grind stone. Right? Isn't that the phrase? Something like that.


ctxphotoman said...

Gitter dun!

Kat Candler said...

what does that mean?