Easiest day at work in a while, a fitting send-off for Seann. Highlights include:

• walking here with Julian
• hummus
• white grape juice
• scoring a big bag of those delightful little danishes, all three flavors, securing the high-quality of my breakfasts well into the weekend

Notice that none of those involve actually working, which we did very little of.

I've been meaning to post a proper write-up of my impressions of Prototype, but since it's so goddamn fun (And, really, a game of moments) I'll just tell you of some exploits until I get sick of it.

• Last night, right before bed, I lept off a roof, jump-kicked a Longbow attack helicopter, ripped the pilot and gunner from their seats, fired a missle at, and destroyed, another helicopter, then fell from the burning wreckage of my helicopter at a third one (Which had just missiled mine, of course) landing on its wing and killing the crew from inside, then flying over Central Park in search of a Giant Mutant Beast that was carrying my sister in its fist.
• While fleeing a group of soldiers I somersaulted over a transport truck, grabbed it in mid-air, turned, and threw it at my pursuers.
• I dropped off a skyscraper, falling about fifty of so stories, the shockwave of my landing killing three people.

Yeah, this game's all right.

Something that is also all right is Pending Initiative, where every day of the week a different, young, hot, hip, up-and-coming writer posts whatever they've got on top of their sizzling hot pile of creative meat. Check it out. Daily.

G2G!

Fuck so late. Missed my self-imposed deadline yesterday, but Grayden tossed something up this afternoon. I'll read it over dinner, I'm so excited!

Did a big clean today for my landlord (LANDLORD!) who's showing #306 to some prospective tenant while I'm at work tonight. Figure if I do one of these a week by the end of July I'll be pretty cleared out. Next step is to get rid of my broken shit, then trek down to goodwill and get rid of some clothes. I'm also planning on tossing a bunch of my comics, games, and almost all of my movies so if anybody wants to pick from the pile drop by and take a look.

I downloaded Prototype last night, played for a about ninety minutes. It's basically Hulk: Ultimate Destruction without the sense of humour, but that's not a bad thing. It's fun, and has an EXCELLENT false start. I'll write some more about it tomorrow.

Okay, have to snag my cheque and run it to the bank before work.

Woo! All right, over a year later and the damn thing is still here!

Thanks, INTERNET.

I'm applying for a short film on Mandy right this second, using my new headhsot that Alec Toller snapped last week.

I'm doing this because the last dream I had before I woke up this morning was about nearly passing out in my father's apartment, and when you dream about passing out, something's gotta give.

I expect to be paid digitally today, which is exciting, but I don't know when it's supposed to go through and the waiting is killing me. Literally, I'm starving to death.

I'm going to drop off my notice-of-not-living-here-anymore into my landlord's mailbox the next time I go out; I should be subletting Conor's extra room for August, and am super stoked for that.

Okay, enough applying. I need to get some writing done today, I'm on a self-imposed deadline to get something onto PI (www.pendinginitiative.blogspot.com) by the end of today, though it hit me that if I'm supposed to be the Monday guy I should have somethign ready by Sunday night, but it's the first day of this so there are still some bugs to work out.

Pretty good for a Monday morning