There's an old Twilight Zone episode on, just finishing up -- it was only a dream... Or was it?
That's the way this week has felt for me, so far. Only a dream, sort of kind of. Dad and Eric were just here, and that was surreal -- dinner at Canter's and lots of talkin' and a joy, of course. But that doesn't make me less sleepy.
Maybe it's because I'm so tired.
I don't even know why I'm so tired -- I guess I'm just worn out by the weight of work to do. And the load isn't too heavy! I'm just tired.
Tonight's Buffy had serious HSQ, and the preview for tomorrow's Angel had me goin' Whaaaaaa?. So much good TV, so little time.
Haven't started the ten minute play that's due Thursday, or the coverage that's due tomorrow. I just wanna sleep...
If I went to bed now and got up at nine, I'd have four hours to write seven pieces of coverage. Could work.