As some of you may already know, I’m a real hermit when it comes to major holidays like Christmas and New Year’s Eve. My idea of a good holiday is three days of peace and quiet with a pile of new comics, a fast internet connection and a room with a big window. Needless to say, this has been resulting in some pretty boring year-enders for me.
This isn’t a blog entry, but I thought I’d indulge myself and write about the past two days. If you don’t feel like reading this drivel, feel free to scroll on down and read the flames instead.
Sunday, December 29, 10pm
I meet up with Mr. Clean and the other highfiber guys for gaming night. I am expecting a long night, so before I leave the house I brew myself a nice cup of coffee and swallow a few vitamins. We play some warcraft, but spend most of our time playing battlefield 1942 like a bunch of retards.
Monday, December 30, 3am
Clean goes home, and the rest of us look for a place to eat.
We’re back at the gaming joint.
Everyone looks about ready to lose consciousness. After dropping Mike off, I drive home and faint.
I wake up with a start and remember that I have a deadline for a storyboard that afternoon, which is just great because we are coincidentally, leaving for the hotel today also. The storyboard was for a music video, something which I had the past 3 days to work on, but decided to put off until the last possible minute.
We’re at the hotel and I am negotiating a few more drawings out of my shaking right hand. The guy I’m working with kindly moves our meeting place to just a block away from our hotel, so if I run, I’ll make it.
I do make it, right on time. I’m actually so early that the other people we were meeting aren’t there yet.
The only problem is, I forgot to bring the storyboard with me.
Meeting’s over. We’re shooting on the 5th of January, and are, as usual, not certain how we can make our shoestring budget fit. I wanted to have some exploding 18-wheelers, but had to remove that scene for budgetary reasons.
I am fucking bushed, but pass by Powerbooks looking for something nice to read before I sleep. I end up going home with three new graphic novels, among them, Batman:Year One, JLA:Earth-2, and Crisis on Infinite Earths.
I am in bed, with a comic open on my lap, and bag of French Fries on my left. Next door, my folks are watching Panic Room. I drag myself out of bed for it, and really love the amazing title sequence. The rest of the movie is ok, but the title sequence is just fantastic. Did you know that that was Dwight Yoakam under that ski mask?
I’m still awake, reading Crisis. The dialogue is so old-school that I doze off and wake up when my sister’s phone starts buzzing.
Tuesday, December 31, 900am
I wake up with a start and remember that I have another deadline for that afternoon, this time for 12 calendar illustrations. I am like, 6 drawings short when I sit down to start drawing.
I’m just about done now, and just have to bring the illustrations to my friend’s office in Ortigas. This would be a lot easier if I could afford to use the hotel’s business center to scan, process and email the drawings, but I’m not earning enough out of this gig already.
I’m back in the mall. I want to go upstairs and sleep, but sleep is for losers, so instead I look for an internet cafe, and here I am.
I have another deadline on the 2nd, but hopefully I can use tonight and tomorrow afternoon to do that …
See, with vacations like this, who needs work?