I'm Talking To You
I'm drinking a home-made double espresso latte in hopes that I can regain consciousness soon. I feel like a zombie. I stayed up the entirety of last night with Sam, first talking to him online, and then going over to his house to draw pictures of him while he was doing his homework and sit on him when he gave up and tried to fall asleep on the couch. Yes, I sat on him. He said it didn't do much but I didn't give up and I sat on him (talking to him while perched) until the illustrious Walter woke up clad in black boxer-briefs, stole my camera, and took a picture of his naked ass with it. That was about 7:15 AM, and at about 7:16 AM I decided it was time to go to work.
I got the hell out of there with a flustered Sam puffing white clouds of breath after me in the morning chill, waving my camera at me and apologizing profusely for his roommate. The sun hadn't risen yet, and I drove to work in hopes of getting something done early.
I actually ended up staying awake long enough to greet my colleague, Lian, before passing out on the keyboard of the Mac I was sitting in front of. A phone call from a miffed customer woke me up and it took me a moment to remember where I was. I finished uploading the last puer cake photos and told Lian I would return at noon with the intention of either sleeping for a few hours or pumping myself with as many milligrams of caffeine as possible without clinical overdose. I am half-way through my latte and I'm only just starting to perk up.
I need to go buy some wet media paper and come back to think about cleaning that damn kitchen. That's right, it didn't happen. I ended up watching a movie with Zach, Sean and Andrea just before going to see Sam. I had an activity-filled night, thats for certain. And I can't wait for banquet. Its going to be great.
And the cocktail party afterwards should be fun, too. I haven't filled my prescription yet so technically drinking is a go. We'll see, its been a few months. :)
I got the hell out of there with a flustered Sam puffing white clouds of breath after me in the morning chill, waving my camera at me and apologizing profusely for his roommate. The sun hadn't risen yet, and I drove to work in hopes of getting something done early.
I actually ended up staying awake long enough to greet my colleague, Lian, before passing out on the keyboard of the Mac I was sitting in front of. A phone call from a miffed customer woke me up and it took me a moment to remember where I was. I finished uploading the last puer cake photos and told Lian I would return at noon with the intention of either sleeping for a few hours or pumping myself with as many milligrams of caffeine as possible without clinical overdose. I am half-way through my latte and I'm only just starting to perk up.
I need to go buy some wet media paper and come back to think about cleaning that damn kitchen. That's right, it didn't happen. I ended up watching a movie with Zach, Sean and Andrea just before going to see Sam. I had an activity-filled night, thats for certain. And I can't wait for banquet. Its going to be great.
And the cocktail party afterwards should be fun, too. I haven't filled my prescription yet so technically drinking is a go. We'll see, its been a few months. :)