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We Interrupt This Fiesta for a Much-Needed Siesta

Hey, amigos y amigas.

I don't have too much for you this evening -- I just got back from a lovely dinner of tapas and sangria... and more sangria, and then more sangria, and then we had some sangria -- and it's just about 'lights out' time for me. Tomorrow's a big day -- got to play a softball game, do some work, and do a comedy set tomorrow night. So I'm gonna need my 'beauty sleep' to be at the top of my game.

(While we're at it, some 'shortstop sleep' wouldn't hurt, either. Not to mention some 'not getting my ass fired sleep' and a little bit of 'getting through my set without having rotten tomatoes hurled at me sleep'. Those would help, too.)

So, yeah, I'm afraid I can't stay long to chat this time. But I couldn't neglect you completely today -- I simply couldn't -- so here I am, checking in before beddy-bye time.

(Checking in with what, I haven't quite figured out yet. But I'm here, anyway. And that's half the battle, right? The shitty, meaningless, pointless half, perhaps, but still -- half. Some nights, I'll take whichever half I can get, you know?)

Anyway, I'm not sure quite what to ramble on about. I spent the vast, vast majority of my waking hours today doing work -- right here, on this very same laptop -- while trying to make sure I had suitable background TV to distract me just enough, but not too much, so that I could keep up a reasonable pace all day without going crazy. Of course, it's a very fine line between 'working while the TV is on' and 'watching TV when you're supposed to be working'. And I was never much of a 'fine line' type of guy. So I may be up really, really late tomorrow night, doing all the shit I was supposed to get done today.

(Which was really, of course, shit that I was supposed to have done last week. And in some cases, shit I should've finished last month, or last quarter, or earlier. Hell, I've got shit at the office that was due before I even got hired there -- that's how bad it's gotten.

I'm drawing the line at deadlines I missed before I was even fricking born -- I'm getting closer to that stage, but haven't quite reached it yet. I'll keep you posted.)

Anyway, that remaining mound of unfinished bidness is just one more reason for me to wrap up here and hit the hay ASAP. And between that and the several glasses of sangria rousing the rabble in my tummy, I'd say the time is nigh. Tomorrow's gonna be enough of a challenge as it is, without adding sleep deprivation to the list of my problems.

So, I'll bid you adieu for the evening. And I owe you a little slice of hilarity, or what passes for same around these here parts. I'll try to make tomorrow's post just that much more extra special... but honestly, how well is that likely to go, eh? I'll barely have time to unzip and whiz tomorrow, much less craft a well-organized and lovingly curated comedy opus.

But, I'll hopefully have more fodder, at least, than I do now. So, I'm off -- sorry to run in and out so shockingly, soberingly soon, but we'll get 'em tomorrow, eh, Tiger? Until then, remember this motto I just thought up:

'Keep your ass in your pants, and keep reaching for the sangria'

(Hey, it's not much of a slogan, but it's all I have right now. You try coming up with this crap on a half-dozen glasses of the stuff. Bah.)

All right, I'm Audi -- g'night, folks! Peace out.

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Posted by: Connie | June 6, 2004 10:35 AM

Posted by: Lisa | June 7, 2004 10:56 AM