Mmm, go to bed and try and meet fashionbeast early tomorrow or stay and try to write more? Hm, hm. Strange thing I am bizarrely excited about (aside from the usual strange things): getting to rub the shiny metal ass tribute. I love Las Vegas's shiny metal ass sculpture.

I have thirty-ish pages of script this time, and I know how it ends. I feel like I figured out some bits of the story tonight. It needs a bit more massaging to be sure, but it's a lot better now that I decided there isn't REALLY a time paradox involved at all. THE TIME PARADOX IS A LIE.

... yeah, maybe sleep is a good idea.