I come into the studio just before 4am only to find a dead APC int he edit suite.
bummer. I little rearranging of some cables and I'm up and going at a snail's pace. I head back out to the van and grab a case of bottled water. As I wrestle with a my card getting back in the building, I drop the water and spend a while collecting singles from the sidewalk and bushes. No worries.
So, deep voiced from no sleep, I set up to lay down a scratch track for a longform video I'm on. I find I have to reroute a couple of more ac cables to do so.
I stumble my way through the script. Takes forever as there are multiple versions.
Finally get done (whew)
I quickly rough out the vo, trimming up all my stumbles and whatnot. I then decide to take a lil break before tearing into the rough cut so I check my email...
and find two revised scripts waiting for me.
It aint 7am yet. I'm beat.
You do realize that you've just caused thousands of readers here to wonder if Calgon might be a University of Southern California project on public transport - or maybe a race of bad guys on Star Trek.