Working on it

The hilarious thing about last week is two days after my lent post I got word that they're having a premiere for Pink Piggy at the end of this month. So I vowed to go on a no alcohol no sweets fast until the premiere, since I carry about three extra pounds from those two food groups that I don't really need to have on me for a premiere.

And it's times like this that I think that's the stupidest thing I could've done, because I sorely need a drink.

When I don't drink alcohol and am in the midst of a massive writing jag as I am right now (like seriously, people are waiting on me to turn in stuff) I drink boatloads of caffeine. which results in me crashing, as I am currently doing. I've stared at the computer for eight to ten hours a day, and I feel like my eyeballs are going to melt out of my head. I think I feel the enamel wearing off my teeth. My stomach is saying things veggies are NOT a breakfast food, and if you don't give me some tequila pronto instead of all this water I'm going to digest your lower intestine and make you puke it up. I'm exhausted.

In fact, the good mood of this past weekend may have been me on a extended caffeine binge. Not sure.

All of which is to say, there will be a more extensive blog entry tomorrow. The bed is calling. Sleep is calling. I just wrote the last paragraph with my eyes already closed. Thank God for spellcheck.