4:35AM
How are you feeling right about now?
“I’m hoping that I didn’t encourage a suicide. Other than that small fact, I’m kind of feeling fat in these jeans.”
That’s all well and good, but I was meaning to hear about your script. What can you tell me about that?
“My script is at a point of literary constipation. It’s a piece of ****, and it’s stuck. I’m pretty sure that I can reach a concrete resolution by 6AM.”
At last! A spark of confidence! I shall use this spark to build a fire of determination! With this fire we shall cook the delicious meats of dramatic masterpiece. Sleep deprivation is a cruel mistress. I’m having way too much fun with this blog.
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