Japanese makes Eric sleepy

Is it Friday? No? Ah, jeez, this week is taking long enough.

Go read my first Mighty Big TV Ally McBeal re-cap. It’s controversial. It’s got hot girl-on-girl action.

And it ruined my evening.

I’ve been writing every night when I get home from work. I’ve got three or four freelance jobs right now that all have daily deadlines and one huge project that is due before the end of next week. That means every night I’m in front of the television and VCR playing and rewinding and scribbling. Either it’s Get Real, Ally McBeal, or the house is filled with the sounds of Japanese anime. Can’t picture what that’s like? Well, I’m re-scripting an anime film for an English dubbed version, so I have to watch the scene, count the number of times the character’s mouth opens and closes, and then rewrite the scene. It goes a little something like:

[scripty]
ANIME
Papa-san! Ayaui!

PAMIE
One, two, three, four, two quick. Six.

ANIME
Papa-san! Ayaui!

PAMIE
Okay, that means “Papa, watch out!”
Hmmm… “Papa! Look out for the evil monster–” no, that won’t fit.

ANIME
Papa-san! Ayaui!

PAMIE
Papa! Look behind you!

ANIME
Papa-san! Ayaui!

PAMIE
Papa! Look behind you!

ANIME
Papa-san! Ayaui!

PAMIE
Papa! Look behind you!

Yeah, that’ll work.

scribble, scribble, scribble
[/scripty]

It takes about an hour for six or seven minutes of screen time. It’s slow, it’s laborious, but it really is a bit of fun.

What it isn’t doing, however, is helping my relationship with Eric. Every night he’s been walking around with a book in his hand going from room to room trying to find a place where he doesn’t hear strummy guitar, whiny women or Japanese ranting. Every night I tell him it should only be another couple of minutes and then it ends up taking an extra hour or something and I find him asleep on the couch. I feel really guilty about the whole thing, but I know that it’ll all calm down in about two weeks.

But I just don’t feel like writing right now, since I did it for seven hours yesterday. Sorry.

Oh, and we have to take Cal to the vet today because he’s got green goo streaming out of both of his eyes. No one wants to pet our stumpy leaky cat.