Stupid Stupid Eugene

I'm swamped with work this week, so I don't foresee any updates. So did I get a lot of writing work done today? Yeah, I wish.

I ended up spending most of my day agonizing over character names. Seriously. No joke. Around 1 pm, I got to the point where I needed some character names. Around 1:02 pm, I realized that I had no idea what they were - by 1:03 pm, I was stressing out. Not only did I need GOOD names for these characters. I needed the PERFECT NAMES for these characters.

Fast forward FOUR HOURS later. I had a zillion names written down and crossed out. I poured through baby names websites. I'd gone through every website grabbing names. I went through Wikipedia. I went through magazines in the house. I moved names around. Named the guy Sean and the woman Jeri - then named the guy Jerry and the woman Shawn - then named the guy Starbuck and the woman Apollo - then named the guy MALE TBD #1 and the woman FEMALE TBD #1 - then named the guy FEMALE TBD #1 and the woman MALE TBD #1 - then made both characters killer robots named iCaramba and iCantBelieveI'mStillLooking.

The stupid thing is... Okay, of the MANY stupid things, one of the stupid things about this is that the names will probably be changed by the time I go to script, or by the time it gets rewritten, or by the time it gets recorded. But me and my stupid neurotic writer habits. The names have to be perfect. Even if they're just names of imaginary people.

I'm going to bed. If I die in my sleep and don't wake up tomorrow, I can at least face death knowing that my last few hours on earth were a COMPLETE AND UTTER WASTE...