magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

had playwriting this morning. seems like weeks ago now. read the prologue for my play, which is really all there is at this point. i've spent the rest of the day planted in front of lime. and not getting done nearly as much as i should have. daniel wrote me expressing a similar lack of accomplishment. i guess if i add it all up, i have done a good amount in the last twelve hours or so. it's just that it feels as if it's been many times that long, and so it also feels like i've gotten less done.