Workout one today: 1/2 mile swim.
Workout two: Bikram (which nearly killed me).
The other challenge (besides parking):
I truly LOVE my scriptwriting program Final Draft Pro — seriously, I do –– but one weird quick has revealed itself.
When I ran out of black ink, I thought “well, I’ll just switch everything to dark blue and print out the draft and get the ink after.”
Sadly, that took away half the formatting somehow (IE, you’re not “allowed” to do such a thing since all “scene headings” must be in black or they become a weird, easy to discard hybrid) and required 1.5 hours to resurrect the former formatting perfection.
Even with this quirk, I’m still in love with Final Draft.
Although I’ve lost a bit of writing time tonight.
[And again, this may all be because I’ve cooked my brain via 2 Bikram classes in a row.]
Side Note: still triumphantly below 120 pages … And extraordinarily excited for the script reading tomorrow night!
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