Oh, wait. Not love. Crazy. Just roller coaster of crazy.
Despite the joy brought on by puppet auditions on Tuesday night, Tuesday scored a 9/10 on the Craptacutron (tm pending). I realize now that when it comes right down to it, I'm a bit of an adrenaline junkie. Sitting and observing auditions is not as much fun as auditioning itself. So there were some DTs afterwards, cause my body thought it was gonna get a fix, but it didn't.
Wedensday morning, I woke up at 6:45, looked at my clock and said to myself "Glory be! I've got another hour to sleep before my alarm goes off!"
I woke up again at 10:32. 2 minutes after I was supposed to be at work.
THAT'S when I got the adrenaline jolt I was looking for. My mood was actually really good for the rest of the day, and post work I got a whole new parody crafted along with thoughts on a video for it (look out, Madonna, I'm coming for you).
Today started off well enough, but road the rocky Mr. Toadesqueness of 'understaffed night' at the Restaurant.
Now I'm just tired, and coming down off the last of Wednesday morning's hit, while trying not to return to blahsville.
I wish I knew what I could get adrenaline for on the black market. ;)
On the bright side... hm, lemme think about that one a bit.
Needin' a fix