I am watching 127 Hours with my brothers, and the scene in which the dude cuts off his arm is about to come up.

I am the most squeamish person in the world. I don't know why I am even in the room right now. I don't know how I got through it the first time. My brother wanted to watch this for weeks and I put it off just because I didn't want to see this again.

OH GOD I'M NOT EVEN LOOKING AT THE SCREEN AND IT'S HORRIFYING.

Hey, I did my taxes today. I mean, sort of... I still have to put it all together and mail them in, which is going to take a while for me to get around to because it's boring and I always think I'm going to screw up and put the wrong form in the wrong envelope or something. But nonetheless--let the record show that I was indeed productive.

I'm also working on a script at the moment. Sara directed me to this one month-long challenge for screenwriting--pretty much similar to the novel writing exercise I did back in November. Which I stuck to pretty well--I didn't finish it, but I took a bit out of my day each time to do it. It's actually pretty good for me, even though I can essentially write whenever... because usually when I do that I give up 10 pages in or so. Whereas this gives me a silly goal that nonetheless keeps me a little accountable and not worrying too much about the perceived crappiness of what I just wrote.



The scene in which the dude gets rescued is playing now, and it's kind of funny... because the swelling music (Sigur Ros, actually) makes the scene play out like it's a really triumphant moment for the man. Which it is... but at the same time the people who find him look as if they're going to be traumatized by the sight of a dude with a freshly sawed off arm for the rest of their lives.

I guess I'm spoiling it for people who hasn't seen it... but it's based off of real-life events that were in the news, so I can't spoil too much. Another spoiler: at the end of the film Gandhi, he dies a painful, violent death.

...I've never seen Gandhi, but I'm assuming that's what happens.