So my Saturday, in a nutshell...
Post-midnight Friday: watch America's Best Dance Crew. Do not look at me like that. This is one of the few shows I actually watch 'with' my mother (different TVs, but we talk about it on the phone). Also, the judges totally chewed out the voting public. High comedy.
Nine AM: get up, and realize that my decision to talk to Deborah about fairy tales instead of going out for DDP was MADE OF FAIL. Deal by drinking a liter and a half of water and downloading edits from my proofers.
Ten AM: edit a chapter of Newsflesh before walking to the store for blessed DDP.
Eleven AM: eat steamed broccoli and watch an episode of NCIS. Finish inking a 'With Friends Like These' strip.
Noon to three-forty-five: work on editing Newsflesh. Process some edits on An Artificial Night. Ponder what I'm going to do with The Mourning Edition. Encourage the magical television fairies to give me the new episode of Doctor Who before I am forced to cry.
Four to eight: go out for The Incredible Hulk and tasty Indian food with Rey.
Eight: more editing, more writing, I am the dull.
Nine: watch Doctor Who before Deborah is forced to cry. Also sketch a comic strip that involves me, the Doctor, and a velociraptor. I am a simple soul.
Next on the docket: at eleven? I'm watchin' Raptor on Sci-Fi. Because all of the above still holds.
Happy Saturday, all!
Nine AM: get up, and realize that my decision to talk to Deborah about fairy tales instead of going out for DDP was MADE OF FAIL. Deal by drinking a liter and a half of water and downloading edits from my proofers.
Ten AM: edit a chapter of Newsflesh before walking to the store for blessed DDP.
Eleven AM: eat steamed broccoli and watch an episode of NCIS. Finish inking a 'With Friends Like These' strip.
Noon to three-forty-five: work on editing Newsflesh. Process some edits on An Artificial Night. Ponder what I'm going to do with The Mourning Edition. Encourage the magical television fairies to give me the new episode of Doctor Who before I am forced to cry.
Four to eight: go out for The Incredible Hulk and tasty Indian food with Rey.
Eight: more editing, more writing, I am the dull.
Nine: watch Doctor Who before Deborah is forced to cry. Also sketch a comic strip that involves me, the Doctor, and a velociraptor. I am a simple soul.
Next on the docket: at eleven? I'm watchin' Raptor on Sci-Fi. Because all of the above still holds.
Happy Saturday, all!