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So last night I got to where I should have been on June 2 with my script. I'm a little behind. But I did almost 1000 words last night so I think I'll be okay.

But, to practice, I will write this story out in SCRIPT FORMAT:

FADE IN:

EXT. GAS STATION- MORNING

Our beloved heroine JESSICA is walking to her car, caffeine in hand. She passes a GUY ON CELL PHONE. As she is opening her car door, she calls after her.

                        GUY
              Hey you, where'd you go to school? Did you go to Trinity?

                        JESSICA
              No, I went to Dunbar.

                        GUY
              Dunbar?? With the black kids?

                        JESSICA
              Um... yeah.

                        GUY
              You went to ghetto-a** Dunbar?

                        JESSICA
              Yup. I was in the magnet program, back when they had one.

                        GUY
              ...Did you ever talk to the black kids?

                        JESSICA
              Um, yeah. I guess I talked to everyone.

                        GUY
              You went to Dunbar.

                        JESSICA
              Yup.

Guy On Cell Phone shakes his head, resumes his telephone conversation, and walks to the McDonals next door. Jessica, much confused and amused by this exchange, gets into her car and continues to work.

FADE OUT.

I'm still giggling about this. He really could not believe that I went to Dunbar.

Also, yesterday I think I ate something that my intestinal system didn't like. Boy howdy, were they ever doing war with each other last night. It was pretty fun.

(no subject)

So last night I got to where I should have been on June 2 with my script. I'm a little behind. But I did almost 1000 words last night so I think I'll be okay.

But, to practice, I will write this story out in SCRIPT FORMAT:

FADE IN:

EXT. GAS STATION- MORNING

Our beloved heroine JESSICA is walking to her car, caffeine in hand. She passes a GUY ON CELL PHONE. As she is opening her car door, she calls after her.

                        GUY
              Hey you, where'd you go to school? Did you go to Trinity?

                        JESSICA
              No, I went to Dunbar.

                        GUY
              Dunbar?? With the black kids?

                        JESSICA
              Um... yeah.

                        GUY
              You went to ghetto-a** Dunbar?

                        JESSICA
              Yup. I was in the magnet program, back when they had one.

                        GUY
              ...Did you ever talk to the black kids?

                        JESSICA
              Um, yeah. I guess I talked to everyone.

                        GUY
              You went to Dunbar.

                        JESSICA
              Yup.

Guy On Cell Phone shakes his head, resumes his telephone conversation, and walks to the McDonals next door. Jessica, much confused and amused by this exchange, gets into her car and continues to work.

FADE OUT.

I'm still giggling about this. He really could not believe that I went to Dunbar.

Also, yesterday I think I ate something that my intestinal system didn't like. Boy howdy, were they ever doing war with each other last night. It was pretty fun.

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

SO. I went to dinner with mah daddeh (mmmm, Nagoya) and then we went to 24 Hour Fitness and got me all set up with a membership and blah blah blah yay.

THEN. When I was driving home. I passed by Half-Price Books, and on a random whim decided to go in. I thought to myself, "Yeah, I'll see if they have any cool chemistry books, because dang if I didn't learn jack from my high school chem teacher." I had actually already passed the store, so I turned at the cross street and went into the parking lot from that way. I went in, went to the wrong side of the store and ended up in crafts instead of science, so I cut across the back to the other side. I happened to see a copy of Island of the Blue Dolphins, which I remember liking as a kid, so I stopped and considered it.

THEN.

THEN I noticed, up on top of the shelves, shrink-wrapped together, THE ENTIRE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA SERIES FROM 1970.

I may or may not have squealed out loud. I know I did in my heart.

I grabbed the nearest stool and got the books down and hugged them. The whole set was only $15, and who needs food anyways, right? I bought it, bouncing in line as the lady in front of me argued about exactly how many books she had on reserve, and hugged it some more. I kept reaching over and petting it in the passenger seat all the way home.

You have to understand... I've been looking for this particular edition of this series for years. Every other edition I've found puts the books out of order. Some stupid idiot silly publisher rearranged them into "chronological" order, after CS Lewis died, and that's how they've been published ever since. And it's STUPID.

This is the same edition my neighbor had, all those years ago, when I was babysitting and picked up The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe after putting the kiddos to bed. I borrowed the whole set, and fell deeply in love with the story and the land and the characters and the books themselves. I went to buy my own copy, and was shocked to find out that you could only buy them in "chronological" order. I begged my neighbor to let me buy her set, but of course she said no, because she loved them, too.

I have been looking for this for years. My parents bought me this edition for either my 17th birthday or for my graduation, I don't remember, and while it was an admirable effort (I'm surprised they knew I was looking for it!), it still had the books in the wrong order. I wrote on the table of contents the correct order, but it just wasn't the same as those thin little paperbacks, with the wonderful covers. At one point I saw spinooti had the set on her bookshelf and I came very close to clubbing her over the head and stealing them, but then I remembered that I like AnnE.

I really cannot even express how excited I am about this. LOOK:







Aren't they beautiful???

*squees and fangirls and dies a little bit from hyperventilation*

PS: Anyone who comes in here and claims that the chronological order is the right order will be shot, defriended, kicked off the internet, hanged, drawn, quartered, burned at the stake, boiled, mashed into bits, stomped on, and then shot into the sun. Seriously.

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

SO. I went to dinner with mah daddeh (mmmm, Nagoya) and then we went to 24 Hour Fitness and got me all set up with a membership and blah blah blah yay.

THEN. When I was driving home. I passed by Half-Price Books, and on a random whim decided to go in. I thought to myself, "Yeah, I'll see if they have any cool chemistry books, because dang if I didn't learn jack from my high school chem teacher." I had actually already passed the store, so I turned at the cross street and went into the parking lot from that way. I went in, went to the wrong side of the store and ended up in crafts instead of science, so I cut across the back to the other side. I happened to see a copy of Island of the Blue Dolphins, which I remember liking as a kid, so I stopped and considered it.

THEN.

THEN I noticed, up on top of the shelves, shrink-wrapped together, THE ENTIRE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA SERIES FROM 1970.

I may or may not have squealed out loud. I know I did in my heart.

I grabbed the nearest stool and got the books down and hugged them. The whole set was only $15, and who needs food anyways, right? I bought it, bouncing in line as the lady in front of me argued about exactly how many books she had on reserve, and hugged it some more. I kept reaching over and petting it in the passenger seat all the way home.

You have to understand... I've been looking for this particular edition of this series for years. Every other edition I've found puts the books out of order. Some stupid idiot silly publisher rearranged them into "chronological" order, after CS Lewis died, and that's how they've been published ever since. And it's STUPID.

This is the same edition my neighbor had, all those years ago, when I was babysitting and picked up The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe after putting the kiddos to bed. I borrowed the whole set, and fell deeply in love with the story and the land and the characters and the books themselves. I went to buy my own copy, and was shocked to find out that you could only buy them in "chronological" order. I begged my neighbor to let me buy her set, but of course she said no, because she loved them, too.

I have been looking for this for years. My parents bought me this edition for either my 17th birthday or for my graduation, I don't remember, and while it was an admirable effort (I'm surprised they knew I was looking for it!), it still had the books in the wrong order. I wrote on the table of contents the correct order, but it just wasn't the same as those thin little paperbacks, with the wonderful covers. At one point I saw spinooti had the set on her bookshelf and I came very close to clubbing her over the head and stealing them, but then I remembered that I like AnnE.

I really cannot even express how excited I am about this. LOOK:







Aren't they beautiful???

*squees and fangirls and dies a little bit from hyperventilation*

PS: Anyone who comes in here and claims that the chronological order is the right order will be shot, defriended, kicked off the internet, hanged, drawn, quartered, burned at the stake, boiled, mashed into bits, stomped on, and then shot into the sun. Seriously.