I've been waking up tired in the morning. I feel physically exhausted, and the only reason I can come up with for this is that I have some kind of sleep apnea. Which would make sense. If you're reading this, you've seen Crunchy The 12% Lung.
It could also be depression, which would make sense.
Of course, why would I be depressed when I kicked so much ass MC-ing the fashion show last night? I had the makeup artist cover up my normal eyebrows and repaint them as skinny black lines.
Here's what the AAS had to say:
Then, in short order, came the fashion show. Naturally, this wasn't a normal fashion show. A mock-fashion skit really. The emcee for the night introduced the women as they walked out and talked about what they were wearing. The idea was to be humorous while still being informative.
I was humorous AND informative! Must have been all that library training.
The AAS photographer took a picture of me that didn't end up on the website. Whoever edits photos seemed to be more concerned with showing all of the 50+ crowd at the hipster club. I was probably axed for having gooby, scary eyebrows.
Anyway, when I am not kicking ass, I am tired, directionless, sad, and scared. I feel like a real artist.
Today, of course, is my last day of being 30 years old. Tomorrow I celebrate a decade of legal drinking with not drinking at all.
Posted by Zerd at March 4, 2007 09:06 PM