Okay, I'm going to bed now, as I'm running on about three hours sleep, and we have a kids show in at the moment. They're not rude but they're loud.
Script is on pace,
lgbtfest isn't, but I'm gonna work on it tomorrow after I hit 3 pages of script, no matter how bad.
Also I need to respond to feedback, and possibly leave some for other people, since
lgbtfest did start postings today.
Today - we've hit Christmas in Gossip Girl. And I'm in love with Chuck Bass. Though I was spoiled for the ending, which soured much of the other sweetness of the episode. Plus it wasn't really Christmas :(
Mostly, though... there are many reasons I love my middle brother. His sense of humour, his creativity, and the fact that he's actually very thoughtful (both in the sense of caring and in the sense of often thinking). Right now though, I love him because we email pretty much every other day. Latest ones about Twilight: New Moon casting (Michael Sheen! Dakota Fanning!), 17 Again and Matt Perry's involvement, which of the High School Musical cast will have a career other than ZEfron. And his college plans.
But he also sent a picture, with the note:
Attached:
Ghetto Seacrest. Word brawwww
But between this and the juxtaposition of you and 'Flo Rida' the giant rapper guy last week... You're not street, darling. But you are adorable, so you've got that going for you.
And my brother gets me, and I get him. Which is also nice :)