Finished the script for Farscape: D'Argo's Trial #3. Gonna read it over, then send it to Ian, and then to bed.
I'm quite impressed with myself. For starters, I think this is the first time I've done an entire 22-page comics script in one day. I generally need two days to do one, but this one, once I got rolling this afternoon, just flowed. In addition, I also had karate class and an unusually intense fighting class tonight. Usually after a fighting class like that, I'm toast for the rest of the night, but I managed to get most of the script written tonight.
Last night's very very intense fighting class and then following that by staying up until 3 writing D'Argo's Trial #3 has taken its toll, and I forgot my EZ Pass.
So I postponed my doctor's appointment a week and am not going to my usual Wednesday lunch thingie. I might go into Manhattan for one of the two possible things I was thinking about doing tonight, but I also might not. We'll see.
Fighting class really was great. There were seven of us. An odd number of people is always good, because that means that one person gets to sit out each round -- it generally rotates among the color belts (or, at least, the lower-ranked color belts; since I made green belt, whether or not I get to sit out is at Shihan's discretion -- he'll also occasionally let one of the older black belts take a round off in the latter portions in the class if they're starting to look fatigued).
One of the black belts present was Senpai Clai, who's been training at the dojo since it opened seventeen years ago and he was six years old. He's now 23, is a third-degree black belt (also the highest-ranking student in the dojo), and often wins international fighting tournaments. So fighting him is always an education. *wry grin* (He actually gave me some excellent advice during our fights, particularly with regards to defending against kicks, which remains my biggest problem.)
I had three (four?) fights with Shihan, and they were fantastic. Shihan is a phenomenal fighter, but always fights to the level of his opponent. Last night, he went at it pretty intensely with me, which meant he thought I could take it. And I actually held my own (which, in real terms, means I didn't get my head handed to me that badly), and even got a couple of shots in (I was particularly pleased with a side kick I got off on him).
Anyhow -- off to relax a bit.........
"St. James Infirmary" by Ingrid Lucia & The Flying Neutrinos
He even said nice things about me, with regard to my role as editor of Mere Anarchy:
The care Keith took in assuring that we all helped create the multi-layers of the Payav allowed me to learn how to do the same with the Isitri in Troublesome Minds. Keith DeCandido is one of those special people who can be both an awesome writer and an awesome editor. I guess akin to actors who also direct, so they know how to direct actors, Keith is a writer who can edit, so he knows how to edit writers. A rare skill sometimes.
My dear friend Orenthal, a.k.a. popfiend (he's the one in the middle in the icon), is having a friending frenzy in his LJ. In particular he wants all the Friends Of Orenthal -- or FOOs for short -- to come out and say hi. And if you're not a FOO, you can become one, as he is both nifty and keen.
So go be a FOO!
Liszt's "Hungarian Rhapsody #2" by the Boston Pops Orchestra