Night-Write 4
Tomorrow, I will launch into Nakai Theatre’s “24hr Playwriting Competition”. There couldn’t be any other coincidence in the world with a more perfect timing than this one: I also happen to be suffering from writers’ block. Isn’t that wonderful? I laughed out loud as well and yes, there was a hint of hysteria in my laughter, but let’s not dwell on that. It’s just…wow. I mean, how am I going to survive tomorrow if it continues? Thankfully, there’ll be a lot of support available throughout the competition. I just hope my idea will go much farther than what it is right now: an idea.
I watched a really, really bad movie last night. Why are there so many of these out there? How did they even get the nod to go through with producing them in the first place? The movie was Transmorphers: Fall of Man. It was obviously a knock-off of Transformers. But not knowing better, I thought I’d try it out to see if it perhaps has something interesting to offer. Did it? Hell no! The plot can pretty much be summed up by this: all of the electronic gadgets produced in the last half-century are actually drones secretly paving the way for a random robot invasion from outer space. The rest of the story is just a pathetic attempt to borrow elements from Transformers and Terminator Salvation. I lost track of the number of times I cringed throughout the whole movie. Horrible writing, horrible special effects, and horrible cast in terms of acting ability. That is another 90 minutes of my Life I’ll never get back.
I left work early today because I suddenly felt light-headed. I couldn’t even stand still in one place. My body kept tipping in one direction or another that I had to almost improvise a semi-dance routine to maintain my balance. Only fancy footwork prevented me from kissing the ground. So yeah, it was pretty bad. I went home and burrowed straight into bed for the rest of the afternoon. When I woke up this evening, I didn’t feel woozy anymore so I hope that meant my body had recuperated from whatever battle it had been fighting.
I have a puzzle in front of me. Should I eat the Coffee Crisp first or the Caramilk first? Or how about Crispy Crunch and then Aero? But the Kit Kat and Wunderbar are starting to look really tempting right now. Well, I guess I can always try combos as well. That way, I can bring the Smarties into play too because I can tell that they are feeling a bit lonely. Yeah, let’s do that. I love Halloween and the leftover treats that follow.
I think it’s time to get a laser beam shot into my eyeballs. Contact lenses are a pain in the ass – which is really not the most appropriate expression to use since the lenses are much too tiny to cause any rectal pain. Anyway, they’re a pain in general. And I really don’t want to go back to wearing glasses. So…a laser beam it is. We have to embrace the future sooner or later.
You’d think that my Halloween candy puzzle solution would have ruined my appetite by now. Hmm…not so. Who said chocolate cannot be served as appetizers? Because I am absolutely ravenous at the moment. It may have something to do with me skipping lunch and going straight to bed for most of the afternoon, but who’s keeping track anyway? Well, I’m off to raid the kitchen in a fashion that would’ve made the Vikings say, “We should have appealed to Odin to let us leap into the future to adopt this warrior as one of our own.”
G’night!
