The first draft, she is done. 3 days early, even. I had a sudden rush of productivity tonight, and finished the whole damned thing. 40 pages, with the script and a couple of pages of photos.
I'd be jumping for joy if I weren't so damned tired.
*yawn* Soooo sleepy. I went to class, and was mostly coherent, though, which is good. The problem with my sporadic bursts of productivity is that they usually happen at night, making the next morning rather icky. Bah.
Soooo unproductive today. I went to class, granted, and managed to survive through it. But I didn't get any work done for tomorrow. Looks like it's going to be another early to bed, early to rise day. It's not even 10pm, and I'm going to bed. How sick is that?
