Christ almighty was I exhausted yesterday! I slept so much, ten hours at a shot or so, for four nights in a row, that getting my regular six hours made me feel as though I was being tortured.

I actually had a blinding headache for half of the day, until I managed to find somebody with some fucking drugs in my office. I kept thinking that it would go away, the pain, but it hung on with its little pointy claws until I bludgeoned it to death with three horse-pill sized Tylenols.

So I went in early again, but that is I-T in terms of the getting in early business, I've done it for three weeks and I'm just sick of it.

Especially since yesterday morning I waited for the van for 45 minutes. Normally, when I leave the house at 7.40a, I have time to stop for breakfast and I still get to work before 8.30a. This time I left the house at 7.50a and I got to work at 9.10a.

Literally twenty full vans passed us by. I was fucking freezing to death, and they had said on the TV that it would be the warmest day of the week. Boy do I need to buy gloves.

I think I've spent so much time talking about the show the show the show that now that it's over, I can't so much think of anything to write about. Everyday office stuff leaves my head the second it occurs.

And don't forget, if you want one of my Xmas cards that I have slaved over and made with the sweat of my brow and my own lily-white hands, let me know! And send me your street address for heaven's sake, because I could guess but you really might not get it if I just throw it up into the air.

Today's horoscope:
Needless risk only ratchets up the tension. Calm everyone's fears by repeating what you know. Steadfast Earth provides a winning strategy that would never occur to impatient Fire.

One year ago today:
This may be the most actory thing I have ever written. You want to know the inner working of an emotional actor's mind? This is it, baby. I'm just a visitor here myself.

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