Right click, left click, delete, shift A, drag, drop, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat. I love shooting, hate editing. Trying to get all the footage that needs to be translated organized and ready. Its good cause I'm watching all the tape so I'm slowly getting a feel for what I've got, but sitting in front of this computer so much makes me nuts. This is only about 10 minutes of work compressed, I'm averaging three for hours of this per day.

Now here for a month plus, I noticed that with such a repetitive life, my imagination has kicked in heavy. Often day dreaming about being elsewhere and doing other things. At the moment, my most vivid fantasy takes place on a precipice high above a giant body of water. The sun is shining as I throw this computer like a discus into the abyss below. I make the hard drive watch while the computer goes down, then after some snappy dialog I haven’t worked out yet, I kick it over the edge as well. Maybe I’ll throw it into Lake Malawi when I’m done.

Life's pleasures here are really simple, they are: soft serve ice cream, grapes, oranges, pop tarts, walking out into the heat after being frozen by the AC and vice versa, and payday. The sunrises are also alright.

Take that back, they're amazing.