Coverage. Lots of Coverage.

In-n-Out is officially my favorite west coast burger chain. It'll hold me over until I get back to Pal's. Very yum, and not too expensive.

I read my first script last night, and it was quite laughable. I really hope it's the worst one I'll read while I'm here, but I have a feeling the worst is yet to come. What was ever worse was trying to write the coverage for it. If you don't know, coverage is kind of like a synopsis/commentary where I discuss my feelings on the script. In an internship, I'd turn it into my boss who would use it to decide if it should become a film. After all, I'm part of the target audience. It's all done, though, and it wasn't too painful.

Jess made me realize how southern "Fry me up some [fill-in-the-blank]" sounded. Maybe I have a distinctively southern way of speech after all. I guess you've got to get away to really see how your own culture has affected you. I've got the rest of the day off, which is nice. My toughest decision is what I will "Fry me up" for dinner. Or bake. Or boil. Or microwave...