Cleaning out my Brain

I'm heading to North Carolina tomorrow morning and will be back on Tuesday. I'm not sure if I'll post or not.

Don't tell Trainer, but I ate a donut today. Why? Because it was there and the ants didn't get it. I'm so ashamed.

The school had a power outage all day yesterday. My room was actually not too bad because I have an exterior classroom - 85 degrees. I'm from a hot climate, so it wasn't so bad, although I did fall asleep at my desk during my planning period. The kids, however, perfected their whining skills. I got a little work out of them, but it's difficult when the light's too dark to read. Class discussion on philosophical issues for the juniors, college stories for the seniors. Power is back today. Good thing, because I had to make a lot of photocopies if I'm going to be out for three days.

I've outlined the plot for my Earl spec. I'll index card it tonight so I can sit on the plane and write like gangbusters, unless there's a good movie on. If it's Gigli I'll get a ton of work done. My objective is to have a working draft when I get back. So if you're on a plane tomorrow and see a blonde girl cracking herself up in the aisle seat, that's probably me. I laugh way too much at my own childish jokes. Why the aisle seat? Because I have a bladder the size of a walnut.

Creative Screenwriting is hosting another screening tonight, this time for Pirates 2 with a Q and A with Terry and Ted. I really want to go but I just don't see how I can get everything together for my trip if I do. I still have to grade papers and call in a sub. And I have to go to Petco.

Plus, I have a feeling every muscle in my body will ache after Trainer is done with me. I think he's as excited about me looking hot at my reunion as I am. I guess that makes sense, because it's his job to make me look good and if people think I'm hot that's a compliment to his own skills. That's why he'd be so disappointed if he knew I ate a donut. I predict an afternoon filled with planks and bicycles.