hard day's work
Steven Pressfield from Last of the AmazonsThen may hell take me in battle before the walls of the foe, for I wish to remain above the earth for no life other than this I love.
I had to be awake by 8:30 in the morning but after taking time out to meet up with some really close friends I haven't seen in a long time, a pitcher of some very strong drink and then right after, going back to work to make sure everything, all my scripts were in order; I went home to try to sleep. By this time, it was already 3 in the morning. But I had to read a little bit more of Last of the Amazons since I was already approaching the big war. I was to read 2 chapters before going to sleep. It wasn't so. The 2nd chapter I read was the first chapter into the big war; the story of how the Amazons and their allies from the wild lands East of Athens had begun to conquer the mighty Greeks. I was hooked for another 130 pages. I went to sleep at 5 in the morning.
Woke up and had breakfast and then coffee. I drank my hot mug of coffee with a cigarette as I devoured one short chapter of the war's aftermath before going to work and getting there 20 minutes before I had to. Then it was the shoot.
At the shoot, in the studio, I was the segment producer -- meaning I was director. In a location setting; I'm fine. I know how to conduct myself. I'm quite familiar with our usual crew. In the studio, it is an entirely different set up, an entirely different crew. I was struggling. I was on my feet the whole time and to compensate for my lack of... I don't know... proper ettiquette? Proper conduct? To compensate, I showed them I knew what they were doing. They were amused by the delivery of my script by the hosts. I am hoping they were impressed by my script since I felt that it was containing wisdom and wit. Well, I'm hoping.
Now I'm dead-tired and completely spent and my lack of sleep is beginning to hit me and I know that later, I'll be going out. Berna twisted my arm to go to Government, a club I haven't gone to in a long time. Before, my friends were always there and I was always with my friends. I then decided that my friendship would be secured even if I didn't go with them and I stopped. During Government's anniversary, some people were looking for me. That's a nice thought but I had no intention of ever returning. But Berna is very good at twisting my arm. So, I made a thing of it and invited all my old group to follow and hang out with us. I'll make a night of it.
But I'm still damned tired and I might end up closing my eyes and catching a few zzz's before the meeting that should've started at 6 if I had finished at 6 (though I finished at 7). If I can get to sleep for about 20 minutes, that would revive me for sure. And maybe food as well since I failed to eat lunch (though I did have a snack).
But despite all that I feel, the exhaustion in my legs and feet, I'm happy. 4 episodes down. 4 more on Monday and then all the finishing touches next week. It would certainly make my job easier in the long run.
I trod on...
2 Comments:
hey wanggo! just dropping by. it really amazes me that you can still find time to insert blogging in your daily activities despite your busy sked. :D
and your entries are quite substantial, to boot. unlike mine. sometimes, i don't even know if i'm making sense. :D
Djong, it doesn't matter if you are making sense. Your blog is your personal space that you allow others to see. Do with it as you will; play and be silly or be deep and profound. There are no rules except that which extends to power of naming and definition. What you name you cannot un-name. :)
Thanks for dropping by... Thanks for the kind words. :)
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