Yale Commencement is on this coming Monday so effective Friday PM, New Haven turns into a DMZ for the townfolk. sort of a variant of night of the living dead by way of Downton abbey… sans any real sense of amusement. With that said, i’m on all weekend, actually i’m on until Thursday. Sweet blessed Thursday.
So the plan in it’s current incarnation is to remain inside, avoid the windows, and try not to give my position away to the Nigel Thornberry insurgency. To effort this, i have stockpiled secured caches of Chinese take away, and am now beginning Skyrim over from scratch. if the Tentacled gods hold fast with me, i’ll have no need to leave the nest excluding for work.
A few hours ago, I landed in Los Angeles, turned on my phone, and confirmed what you already know. Sony Pictures Television is replacing me as showrunner on Community, with two seasoned fellows that I’m sure are quite nice - actually, I have it on good authority they’re quite nice, because…
Closed the bar last night at 02. Drank til 03. Got up at 05.15 Left for PA at 06.
Blaring UNKLE and hungover as hell, i was apparently bad enough off that at the Toll taker on the GWB at 0700 asked me if i was feeling ok. which is entirely lulz-worthy.
So two(ish) hours of sleep in the last 48 makes Wes a cranky lad. Class ran magnificently, Though it has confirmed how terribly out of shape I’ve let myself get to. Correcting that begins tomorrow in the AM.
All of that said, it is reassuring how much I’ve retained and further, developed. It’s nebulous, but the idea that i’m kind of elite, is becoming less and less scary. It’s sort of a driving force now. all of these things i need to dial in. To, in time, refine.
I’m back ‘in State on Wednesday, then again on Sunday. I cannot fucking wait.