Film class itself was okay to begin with but I quickly felt myself becoming sick. First my head started throbbing, then my nose began to run and my eyes began to water. Later there were temperature shifts and all sorts of stuff. We saw some good films, including Stage Coach which was really engaging for a Western, but I could barely stay focused. On the plus side I didn't have the attention span to obssess about the girl. On the "I'm not sure" side I somehow ended up expanding the film project thing to working with two more people, one of whom is pretty cool while the other is a frosh who rubs me the wrong way on a number of levels, but I'll give her the benefit of the doubt before making a judgement. At least I'm not going to have to work with her, one of those exciting and dread inducing propositions that I'm not really in shape to deal with at the moment. The downside is that I was sick throughout my GED class so I just had them take a practice test and did my best to teach despite my lack of focus, and I'm still sick now while having to write my paper and do some studying. I've decided that I'm not going to go to sleep tonight since sleeping generally just allows the disease to hit even harder in the morning. Hopefully I can make it to 4 PM tomorrow while still sane enough to write a coherent essay and then collapse. Things look kind of promising but we'll see.
Jason Schwartzman's new sitcom "Cracking up" should be called "Crappy crap crappenstein." He plays a psychology student named Ben. If he can't get my demographic he's fucked.