So, seeing dastardly hurricane Isabel do no damage whatsoever, the people I so adore at Comcast decided to cut off service for the entire extended weekend (from Thursday to Sunday), keeping me away from my beloved internet. Instead I ended up watching a large number of DVDs. Another disc worth of Futurama fell before me, as did five of six discs from the first season of Angel. I'd forgotten how truly good season one had been. I also still wonder as to what went on behind the scenes that cause Glenn Quinn to choose to or be asked to leave the show.
Other than that, I cleaned up the apartment and did a bit of writing. As often happens, I wasn't especially happy with a good chunk of the writing; I ended up trashing about half of it, and the other half is going to see some rewrites. As this writing is for a collaborative project, one of these days I'm going to have to stop fiddling and actually turn things over to Justin so that we might actually see things realized. While I can manage to turn out scripts at a reasonable pace for this comic, and suppress my perfectionist tendencies, it's definitely not the norm for me. I often have this habit of making changes and revisions up until somebody takes the pen away from me; a lack of a deadline has the unfortunate consequence of meaning I may never consider myself done.
Anyway, today was happy fun raise day at work, so I'm going to stop dwelling on things and go back to being happy again. Ta!