Deadline

I’ve recently decided that I’m going to forego my search for my own personal Ben.  While there are technically three Ben’s in my life I’ve decided to eliminate them for the following reasons:

  1. Ben: I’d live in constant fear that I wasn’t cool enough to be hanging out with him and that he’d eventually decide to beat me up.
  2. Ben: Would offer no assistance and would constantly ask me absolutely absurd questions, primarily about picking up chicks.
  3. Ben: Would just want me to fix his iPhone.

Honestly not great choices on the Ben front.  And while I could opt for a not Ben to fulfill my personal need for a Ben, my choices aren’t particularly great there either:

  1. Sean: I’ve learned to not count on him for anything real since he subscribes to the WWSD methodology.
  2. Dave: I’ve recently been told that Dave and I feed off of each other and turn into skeesy, vulgar perv boys around each other.

Sadly, those are my friends.

What does any of this mean?  I’m gonna start writing a screenplay.  A new one.  Not picking up where an old one left off.  Not revising any of the completed first drafts.  From scratch, new.  And while I haven’t even started writing, it exists only in my head, I’ve given myself a deadline.  April 30th.

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