One of the things that’s nice about not sleeping is the weird natural high you get from it. Today was chock full o’nuts. Lots of fun, but it gets rock in the late afternoon when the wheels come off and it becomes less about me collapsing people with my inappropriate hilarity and more about keeping from falling into crazy insomnia micronaps. It makes for a fun day, even when you’re working ten hours and they they start with the door coming off the hinges. Yeah, don’t ask.
The bad thing about “no sleep” is that after the crashing happens and I nap from 8:30 til about 10 and then it’s up until about 3-4ish and then up at about 10 to head into the shop. That works alright, I guess, but I’ve been trying to get in earlier so I can maybe write/edit in a more structured environment than the wild loosey-goosey-ness of home. This may mean a more constrained, normal sleep schedule so I don’t go on some berserk, non-REM sleep having spree. I doubt that’ll happen, but Nightmare on Elm Street and Star Trek haven’t ever lied to me before.
One of the things I like about GLEE is it doesn’t just fulfill my dorky, bad music, musical loving needs, but if I’m lucky I get two to four new songs to add to my iPhone as I walk around. Nothing says “dreadful soundtrack of your life” like teenage show choir covers of pop songs. Seriously, there’s shit on that phone that will turn you white. Just glance at my last.fm feed over there if you dare.
Meeting about store podcast today went well. Just need to get the mic situation settled and then I think we’re ready to record next Monday. Y’know, I used to hate the sound of my own voice (and I still kind of do), but maybe being on the PoP Cast a couple of times has changed my attitude. One way or another, having a show is going to happen. Maybe my narcissism has finally outweighed my discomfort/nervousness.
Good lord, this could end badly.







