Shh

There's nothing to say anymore.  Just slowly going about my work.  It's going to be a long day today, and I'm prepared for it.  Aiming to get an important piece of work out of the way.  Is it just me, or did they make better films in the 1990s?  It just seems like they took more risks back then.  Films these days are a bit more cookie cutter, blockbuster fare.  Nothing really focused on acting or story, just loud explosions and rapid cutting.  I guess with the focus on profit and churning out remakes and sequels, nobody cares about good scripts.

It's funny, we humans.  How we reproduce from soft tissue.  Not even reproducing from something durable like bone.  And yet in that primordial soup is the basis from which we all came.  What weirdness.  And from pretty much the majority of all living organisms.  Haha just strange thoughts here.

Alas, here we are on Tuesday.  It's rolled around again.  Like it most likely will again and yet again.  Forever and ever ad nauseum.  Alienesque.

Just under 4 hours to go until I'm done.  But it's never over.  Not truly.  Progress is slow, but progress is progress.

Done and dusted.

Joaquin out.