Friday May 20th, 2011

UWTL after a long day of work. I literally just got home 30 minutes ago and as much as I wanted to go right to sleep, it's WTL for that yet. Just noticed something pretty amusing for me and my childish sense of humor but my last post was my 69th, so let's call this 69+1, and everypost thus forward 69+ whathaveyou.

So Friday night, coming home at 1 o'clock, especially for you east coasters this must seem pretty humdrum and unremarkable. But I did not just arrive home from a night out on the town. I left work at 12:45 PM tonight, and you want to know the strangest part? It was entirely of my own free will. Now let's not heap praise upon me because I didn't stay to work work work from 8 til almost now. I stayed somewhat out of solidarity to my boss and the rest of our writing staff who had some serious work to trudge through, but mostly cause it was an opportunity to get in the writer's room for a change.

This is a space, as a Showrunner's assistant, I do not find myself in very often. As a matter of fact, the last time I was in there while our writer's were hard at work breaking stories for the soon to be newest Lifetime sensation (excuse the inaccurate marketing), it was my first week on the job. We operate on a cable budget, which is very little, thus we're a little understaffed. One day our writer's assistant, who also moonlights as our writer's PA had to go on a run, and I was called in to come in and take notes. This was the moment i'd been hustling for, for a good year now in a tangible sense, but much longer than that in a more abstract sense. Sadly, I sat down in the room, and a small tangent ensued, something not necessarily in need of being notated. Just as the discussion was veering back towards the track, my co-worker returned and thus my presence was no longer needed.

Thus after a long day, when it became apparent dinner was being ordered, I asked if I stuck around, if I could join in the room and my request was accepted. After a small personal errand that took way longer than it should've, and a drive and pickup of some delicious Thai food for the evening meal, then the quick completion of this errand that'd been put on hold, I filled my plate and took my seat at the not so round table. For the next 4-5 hours there was lots of discussion to take in and little for me to contribute. And as every hour ticked by, my desire to either leave and go to sleep or leave and go out persisted. But the moment of escape never quite presented itself and that was OK, cause I was still happy to be there. Maybe the fact that I was eager to stick around reflects poorly on my current social life, or makes me sound like a big loser as you read this. But nonetheless, I have no regrets about putting in the extra time to sit and observe the pros at work. A workaholic I am certainly not, at least not at the moment, but being around and getting to see firsthand, something I one day aspire to contribute too, was a more than welcome activity for just another of many friday night's before, and hopefully many more to come.

Now despite kind of feeling like I could write a novel....or at least a few scenes of a script I should have finished a while ago, I'm gonna go to bed. Going on about 18 hours of awake now, and I unfortunately can't sleep the day away tomorrow as there's too much to do. Funny enough i'm actually going to be a hop, skip and a jump away from the office, almost literally, in less than 8 hours time. Big night ahead tomorrow too so gotta at least get in my 6 and a half or so.

Goodnight and sweet dreams. Hopefully the world will not end tomorrow and we can do this again sometime. And by we, I mean myself and maybe a smattering of friends who have a long meandering blog post to kill and who see this posted on my status or my Facebook or twitter or some inane apparatus of modern society.