Ah, the joys of getting no damn sleep.
So, I worked until 3 a.m. last night. Great fun to be had by all, including bouncing about 30 drunks under the age of 25 (above 21, duh!) about fifteen minutes before closing. Then--hooray! Home to go to sleep.
Not.
I decided to write for a few minutes to try and wind down. That was four hours ago. The Muses are slavedrivers these days, forcing me to crank out new material at the rate of 8-12k per day. Absolutely ridiculous! On top of that, one of my cats has discovered a new game- yell at the kitten. He's been running around squalling at her for two hours. It doesn't matter how many shoes I throw at the little bastard, he's just not happy unless he's pissing me off.
Now, I'm too exhausted to write and relegated to playing Snood and ranting about life in my blog. Oh, happy happy joy joy (sorry Ren and Stimpy!)
The good news is that for the first time in three weeks, I have two days off back to back. Good god! What will I do?
um.....write. duh.
The deadline is approaching on the Dragon's Den material. I might churn out a bit more of it this morning before I go back to bed for the fourth time and try to catch some shut eye. The sooner that gets done, the sooner I can relax.
Hell. Maybe I'll have a beer later.
