Do you know what happens when you've got a script due today and you spent all weekend Eastering it up and just doing nothing and suddenly you realize, "Fuck, I got NOTHING DONE!" and then you stay up all night frantically trying to come up with something to write about that would encompass a five minute short?
You write a script about beards. And Gypsy's.
But mostly about beards.
I think it's because I have a complete inability to grow a beard that makes me fascinated with them and I wanted to delve into the world of beards.
Or maybe it's because The Pilot was sporting a pretty bad ass beard this holiday weekend and it was all I could think of writing as I was staring at his face in the middle of the night as I used the Internet to avoid getting my script done.
Or maybe it's because I have a burning need to find a Gypsy and just ruin them before they can ruin me with a Gypsy curse.
Or maybe I've just finally hit the edge of insanity when it comes to procrastinating my school work.
I'm starting to think it's the insanity part.
Or maybe it's because I couldn't stop watching this.