I, Nerd

Part of my writing ritual is to put on a couple of episodes of "Futurama" while I fix something to eat after I get off work. Last night the first episode was "Anthology of Interest II," where Fry asks the what-if machine what life would be like if it were a video game. At one point Fry is asked to repel "Space Invaders." His response: "It's Saturday night, I have no date, a two-liter bottle of Shasta and an all-Rush mix tape. Let's rock."


Is it sad that this makes me nostalgic for the good-ol' days?

Anyway, I ended up doing some writing. Not much, though -- 700 words, on the dot. I could have written a lot more, I didn't have a block, I was just soooooo tired. I went to bed after finishing the first section of Chapter Seven. It's the first time I've gone to bed with it still dark outside in a week.

I'll try to finish off the chapter tonight, then tomorrow I actually have the day off! I have to unpack and I want to catch a movie, but we'll see how much I can get done. At least this weekend I have five days off, and one of them a Saturday! (Time to round up some quarters, load some Rush on the iPod and find a 24-hour convenience store that has Galaxian.)

Word count: 11,510.