5-Jan-2007

I am finally feeling like myself again!  I went for a jog this morning, stopped by the bank for laundry quarters, then came into work, just for shits and giggles, ya know?  I was feeling very accomplished and happy when I stopped by My Replacement's desk for a chat.  She took one look at me and started roaring with laughter. 

Me:  What?  Did I forget to wear pants again?

My Replacement: (still laughing)

Me:  Seriously.  What is wrong?

My Replacement:  (giggle, giggle, roar) You look... so... skinny.  Like you're dying.  It's hilarious!!!

I suppose I brought this entire thing on myself, what with all the anorexic jokes, but it's so unfair, isn't it, to have your humor turned right back around on you? 

Anorexia aside, MONK has got to be finished this weekend.  Does anyone want to read it?  I've only had three viewers so far, and I don't like sending anything to any agent-y type person without at least six reads.  And I have this meeting next week with the studio exec, and I'm not sure what's expected of me except to be funny and charming (I'll drink a lot of coffee and watch JUST FRIENDS beforehand), but she seems kind and engaging enough, and I think I am, in general, a pleasure to be in a room with for ten hours a day, which is a great deal of the battle for television writers, actual writing aside.  The writing is sometimes the easiest part.  But sometimes it's not.  I'm thinking of writing another feature... then there's the worry that, were I a feature writer, I would never leave my house, or ingest anything that wasn't a pill, or be able to tear myself away from Regis & Kelly.     

Everyone enjoy your weekends!