Can I die now?

Tuesday thru Thursday meant three days of shooting at a big training for The Job. Much like the one I did in Atlanta (i.e. lots of running around and people-wrangling), but without the cool trip. But, *with* the lack of sleep that came with the cool trip.

I basically haven't slept for crap since Tuesday night. I was well on my way to a nice 8-hour block of sleep last night, until some roofing guy woke me up at some ungodly hour this morning, by working loudly on someone else's roof.

Well, I suppose I should note that by, "some ungodly hour," I mean like, 7am. But that was sooner than I needed or wanted to be awake! Grumble.

All's I can say is, wushu belt test is tomorrow, so I'd better get some good sleep tonight, or I'm really going to be hating life. ;p

And at least I managed to steal a couple hours of my own last night. I sang Led Zep with a live band! Karaoke From Hell is awesome.