Can't sleep. Can't breathe. Ain't life grand?
All joking aside...
Mrs. Grumpypants is at work today, enjoying Doritos and Skittles for lunch (calcium, thiamin, phosphorus, and B6 from the chips, 50% of my daily Vitamin C from the skittles - WHAT?!) while considering the huge project I will be working on this afternoon.
Hopefully after that I will be working on Violet's Monster: Volume I, chapter 3.
And then it's time to grab something at Bi-Lo for dinner which will then end with brainstorming some writing ideas with a friend.
Meanwhile, my dishes still aren't done, the kitchen and bedroom are still a mess (yay for laundry!), and I haven't practiced harp since the last wedding gig 3 weeks ago.
If I wasn't laughing at SNL, I'd be crying.
I'm so tired.
So. Tired.
Mighty Melatonin is winging his way here and will arrive tomorrow, hopefully to rescue me from Evil Exhaustion so that I can power on through the Melodramatic Manuscript, which will (maybe?) result in a Pretty Paycheck so that Stu the Stud and I can live in Uninterrupted, Unanimous Bliss for the rest of our days, rising above the Poverty and Predictability of a lower-class existence to the Heights of Happiness as faux-celebrities. Until I receive an Exciting Invitation to host SNL, which will be the Crowning Achievement of My Life.
God help whoever talks to me next.
...:/
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