Afternoon pages #001: Imperfect with practice

UGH, strugglin, the jugglin, So I'm sittin here UGGLE-in, I'm at Solar de Cahuenga, had a meeting with Kingsley to discuss an upcoming project and that was fine, productive, now i'm trying to work on this CATCH script that Ive been struggling with for weeks now, Solar is cool, but its not the best spot for writing i have to say, very ditsracting, lots of pretty people sliding through, pimps, hustlers, actresses, Ryan Gosling comes here a lot, i've also see Steve Perry, and that chick that played JUNO, Ellen Paige? there is an old guy sitting on the couch to my left talking to this hot young asian girl. He is trying to teach her the ups and downs of the Film and TV industry. I'm sure he will try to convince her that he would give his best presentation with her IN HIS LAP, in the privacy of his two bedroom apartment, the one that he shares with his army buddy, as in WW II veteran. Still trying to get focused and write, struggling, i just went to break.com and watched a video of some unruly Detroit Lions fan get thrown out of the stadium for getting into it with some other people in the stands. the unruly fan was a CHICK, and they eventuallly had to retsrain her and drag her out in handcuffs, once they subdued her, the entire section was cheering. Ok, back to my writing. im writing here...again...like i did this morning becaue it seemed to help and i'm trying to kickstart my ass, i was going to write "kickstart my heart," but censored myself because I thought that sounded gay, not gay as in GAY, but gay as in corney. I refuse to straight up QUOTE MOTLEY CRUE. I think I AM making some progress though. I am sorting out my thoughts. I sort of know where I'm going, what I'm doing. I have a 2 page scene that I wrote a few months ago that would fit perfectly into what I'm trying to accomplish right now,  but that laptop died, and all my data, scripts, music and porn, is all trapped inside the lifeless corpse that was... my first laptop... too much porn will do that to a perfectly good laptop, not that my laptop was perfectly good, it was big bulky, badass, like a big mobile military phone from the Korean War. So that wonderful scene I wrote that would really help get this ball rolling, kick this bus into drive, is pretty much of NO use to me at this point and time. Ok, I'm going to take another crack at this, step back and attack this, give birth in the blackness, imperfect with practice....