April 28, 2006
After the Nap. 10am call time tomorrow. Am too tired now at 3am to think much. All I know now is vows and fingers rattling the keyboard. Vows to make the Williamsburgers happen, rattle. Vows to keep movies on the mind. Rattle, click, clephunk. Rubber bands around my wrists -- they are increasing in number. Reminders to stay the course and work diligently towards a goal. Comedy is all in the timing. Now for me, it's in the preparation. Out with the old, keep Grunberg around, and then in with the new. Saturday is the 1 year anniversary of Liz's death.