So, not that you do (or should) care, but I'm feeling a bit adrift right now. Die Mommie Die has come and gone and while I'm excited about my upcoming trip to Chicago in a few weeks, I'm left with... well... nothing right now. And while I know a lot of folks would welcome several weeks of nothing of to do, it makes Uncle P crazy. Other than the day job (which is excruciating slow this time of year), I have nowhere I have to be, nothing I have to do and no one I must answer to.
And while I should probably be spending my free time working on unfinished projects (I have both a screenplay and a stage play in progress), I just can't find the motivation to work on either. Hell, it was all I could do to come up with a blog post tonight - and that's not saying much when all I'm doing is bitching about ennui. Hell, there aren't even any decent movies opening this weekend for me to ramble about. Even my own plans for my birthday are proving a bust, as only Dear D has responded as "Attending" on Facebook (not that a day with D is a disappointment - he's like the younger brother I never had).
Okay - whine over. I guess I'm just glad that Cowboys & Aliens has been moved up to a July 29th release.
There. Now I feel a little better.