workshop

7.30 a.m.

Threw the alarm clock halfway across the room before realising it's my phone ringing. This is what happens when you sleep averagely less than 4 hours a day for the past 2 weeks.

"Darling wake up *yawn* you have to send me to the Make A Difference workshop in town."

" ... ... *grunt* ... ... "

Dozed for 5 minutes.

"Oii wake up-larrrr or I'll fall back asleep again. I also bloody tired."

(super duper dragon morning breath) "Then don't go."

"Actually you just too lazy to send me downtown right..."

"... mmm ..."

"Then how-la I wanna make a difference?"

"By getting enough rest..."

7.50 a.m.

Laughing like a loony ass while torn between the heartache of wasting potentially good (and free) hotel food and the need to really sleep like a normal working professional in the brainjuice-squeezing industry.

Still couldn't decide. So focused all my energy trying to force out a rich, healthy morning fart.

8.13 a.m.

Too late to get ready for the workshop. Glad that I don't have to make the decision whether to go or not. But I'm wide awake already. Dammit. Someone still happily snoring away, unperturbed by the fact that its mumbling less than 10 words managed to change the schedule of my entire day. Hmm. So nice to blame it on someone else. Tee hee.

And I still can't fart. Since last night. WHY????