I just want to know how they graded me on those cards. I felt like a hotel chain after Allyson spilled it to me. Thank god John protected me from knowing about it while I was up there. That woulda sucked.

I just want to know how they graded me on those cards.

Drop off a pie at the corner of Vermont and Franklin....

Okay, Allyson. Pie dropped at Vermont and Franklin. I left it in that building called, um, "House Of Pies."

"It's from Carousel, Betsy will understand...we really need to introduce you to musicals."

Hmph. I get no musical cred? Hmph.

OMG Tim, I forgot to tell you my favorite part of the Q&A. Someone asked you what the most common mistake you see in scripts is, and you replied, "They suck."

I almost peed my pants.

You get musical cred, just not understanding cred. Because I am nicer, although not as nice as msbelle.

my mary janes with the black cat buckles.

Ooh. ::cannot decide whether to envy attending Tim-class or to envy shoes::

::decides to envy both::

::wonders where the double-colon convention came from anyway, and why I am such a text-formatting sheep::

Yeah so instead of attending Tim's class I was trying to earn the money I would have used on the class by being an extra on a "late night cable movie." Clearly I'm not smart enough to make it in the biz. Oh well, another extra who was an aspiring director said I should try and write more comedy because I have a quick wit. Not really, we were on location for a shoot where people were serious about making a skinamax movie. The jokes write themselves.

I think most people forgot about the grading. I know I did. I still have it stuck in my notebook.

God, my own friends didn't vote, er grade me.