What the MRI told us

Here's the first thing I noticed about today's doctor. He was cute, and younger than I am, though not by much. But when did I get old enough for specialist doctors to be younger? Anyway, I would be totally crushing on him except A) he's married, and B) I'm not likely to ever see him again. We shall call him Dr. S.

Pictures for the fun of it

Here are a couple of the pictures that I've been taking while down here at the Cape. They're not award winning photos, but taking them make me happy.

(Also I got the week of teaching in Maine, and I have a confirmed surgery date of 6/25.)

A post from the Cape

The trampolines are open. Nothing says summer to me more than that. Not even the end of classes.

A quiet week

It was a quiet week once Monday passed. I suppose I should enjoy it while I can. I selected which of the screenwriter's scripts I want to use as my second script for the thesis proposal. I don't want to post it here since it's not mine, but if anyone wants to take a look let me know. The blurb for it is "A package with the words "Live Fish" arrives on Odette's desk. As Odette tries to find the box's owner, she bonds with the fish forcing her to rethink her bland corporate lifestyle." It's quite funny and if we can find the right office location for it I think we can have a lot of fun with it.

Other than that I ordered my textbooks for the fall to get a jump on reading. And yesterday I went to the new Star Trek film. No it wasn't the best film ever. Yes I enjoyed it a lot. I almost wonder if it will be up for discussion in my Blockbusters class that starts next week.

I think I'm going to head down to the Cape for a few days before class starts. Mostly because I can. The weather is going to be nice for long walks in the conservation lands, sunsets on the beach, and spending the time in between reading textbooks on the back deck, where I can be outside without walking down 4 flights of stairs and being worried that I'll need to pee again as soon as I get there.

On the director track

I'm going to tell you my day chronologically because while my committee meeting was in the morning it still wasn't the first important thing to happen.

TMI

This week has been stressful. Not because of the end of the semester - finishing the film on Tuesday, screening it last night, having my committee review meeting next Monday morning - that's all to be expected at the end of the first year of school. It's the health thing (giant fibroids that I've been referring to as my basketball, if there's anyone not up to date). But even that wasn't stressful in the way that I think other people might have been stressed. There was no need to think it might be cancer so I wasn't worried about the diagnosis. It was just that until I got my official diagnosis I couldn't really make any other plans. Earlier in the semester I had gotten myself all worked up about squeezing every ounce of experience I could out of my time here and I put all sorts of irons in the fire to try to get meaningful work for the summer. Now suddenly I can't work all summer and don't know what part of the summer I might be able to work. I hate not knowing and not being able to plan. Being a pathologically organized person that little cloud of chaos in my life was making me crazy all week.

Writing for television

We have a series at school that they call cinemateque that is screenings with discussions held about 6 times each semester. Everyone in the department is required to go to at least 2. I think I did 4 this term because they're really quite interesting most of the time. The last one of the semester was on Friday with a woman who writes for television. We screened episodes from 2 very different shows that she's written for and then had a great Q&A with her. One of my friends asked what she talked about and after I realized there's probably several friends who might find this interesting.

I'm not sure what to do with myself

Yesterday was the last day of classes. How did that happen? Wasn't I just whining about packing my house up? On the other hand, I've shot 6 short films, written about 10 short scripts (some of them very very short), learned to use Avid, played with lots of different cameras, so I suppose that's a year's worth of things.