Conference Call
This call was rescheduled a number of times. It was
supposed to be
last
Monday but was then moved to Tuesday at 11 AM (which is probably a good thing,
because last Monday I hadn't yet made my 'no negativity' decision and was
seriously bummed out and the call would have sucked anyway). Then it was moved
to Friday at 11 AM. At 11 AM on Friday, it was moved to 3:30 Friday afternoon
and at 3:15 Friday afternoon it was moved to today at 3 -- and then again to
3:30 -- when it actually did take
place.
So, I now have the new
mandate from my ass kicking agents at Broder with regard to the new spec. Gonna
hafta do some serious thinking and plotting as the idea they like the most was
one of the more half-baked ones -- and over the weekend I came up with something
else that could be sort of a female "BOURNE" movie and I wanna flesh that one
out, too.
For the moment, the plan is
to flesh out both ideas, trade e-mails with my team for a week or so and move
forward from there. Just as well. Everyone's on vacation in August anyway and
I can't try to sell the thing until September. So, it's off to
work.
Oh, and as part of this whole new
positive thinking thing:
On Friday
night I had a little chat with the universe. I said, "Universe, I'll do my very
best to kick ass every day and tackle whatever you put in front of me. I will
make you a deal right now to do this every day for the rest of my life. All I
ask is that you make that girl a part of that life." I know. Cheesy -- but not
disingenuous. So then I go out to dinner with friends. When I come home, my
apartment is totally fucking flooded!
Water leaking in through the dining room
ceiling, a pipe bursts in the shower, a shower knob blows out and like a ton of
water is cascading everywhere. I'm up until three in the morning trying to
contain the damage. I do actually manage to put the knob back -- fighting crazy
water pressure with nothing but brute force and no tools -- and stop the major
flood. As no one from my building's management company calls me back until the
next morning, the smaller leak inside the walls is allowed to run amok for about
13 hours. Part of the ceiling caves in. The chandelier is gushing water. It
is very, very bad. But, aside from a suede jacket I got at Barney's, nothing
(of ours) is really ruined.
Guess the
Universe decided to test my bona
fides.
Knowing that, I'm gonna throw
this one out, too. Positive energy all around,
please:
Benderspink will take me on as
a management client.
My next spec will sell
for an ass-load of cash.
I will get to date
Danielle for real.
I will buy a house and a
Porsche Cayenne and be nauseatingly happy.
Posted: Mon - July 26, 2004 at 10:37 PM