yesterday i worked at the Writers Guild strike headquarters answering phones. This has become a regular monday morning ritual. it's easy to be there by 8am and its only a mile a way and not too much happens that early in the day. It's easy strike work.

i maybe had 5 phone calls in 3 hours.

then I worked out, ate, and read a book for a potential movie writing gig that I was supposed to read before the strike started. I felt that since I neglected to read it I was still allowed to under strike rules, but there's a good chance I'm making that up. I just had nothing to do so I picked up the book and read it in under 2 hours, it's a kids type book

Had my tennis class last night, 2 girls showed up who aren't usually in the class and I did not care for them. one of them had coke bottle glasses and kept hitting to my backhand which is fine if thats one of her stratagies but apparently it was her only strategy. so it got annoying. she's what I could call a scrappy player.

I ran into the net and my racquet snapped back and hit my jaw and then i left the class I was annoyed at these new people and in pain and made an executive decision to be a big baby and go home.

Oh and I messaged todd, the guy who is playing jedi mind tricks on me from facebook. anyway, with the help of amy i wrote a great response, after waiting 4 days like any lady would, and then he immediately responded to that message in like 2 hours!!! so know I'm figuring out what to do!