Sleepless on Saturday

So...tired... Face....still painted....

Wow.  Looooooong day.

After sleeping for a total of like 30 minutes last night, I went to a mini-retreat with Latter-day Voices, then I went to a leadership training meeting that lasted 3 hours, then I made preparations for my sister's party by popping a million bags of popcorn and getting 22 drinks (it's confusing when I am overly dramatic on one figure and then specific on the other, isn't it?), before watching Harry Potter into the night while chatting it up with the 15 people that came to watch Voldemort die.  Oh.  I'm not really familiar with blog privacy yet...should he have been named?

It's funny the way your brain deteriorates when you haven't had any sleep.  I am sure you can relate.  Like, when you start getting whiplash from how fast and how often you are moving your head just because you are so easily distracted by everything around you....hmmm....what else....

• You sing everything you say until you just start singing nonsense, and then you forget you're singing, and then when you realize that you're singing, you get distressed because you don't know the words.
• Flipping from excited to sad to nervous to angry is instantaneous and frequent.  While it is all very genuine, there's always this second consciousness of yourself waaaay back there in your mind that is just watching everything and saying "WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING TO ME??"
• When you discover you have an object in your hand, the very first impulse is always to throw it, no matter what it is.
• You think your own jokes are extremely funny.
• You hide things in weird places like inside the boot you're wearing, then forget where you put it, and have everyone you can find search for it in a panic for an hour before you remember that you had it all along.
• You suddenly have no qualms with picture vandalizing any and all others' phones within your reach.
• You trip over things that aren't there.  They were a second ago... because you can remember seeing something...but it's not there anymore.  Why does no one believe you??
• There are only two options when you are asked to do something:  (1) If it is practical or necessary, you only return their query with a death glare in hopes to melt them.  (2)  If it is ridiculous or a figure of speech, it suddenly seems like the only thing you should be doing right now.  So you do it.
• Who knows what you're eating....and who cares.
• When something happens before your eyes that doesn't make sense, the first instinct is to grab your head and scream.
• As the day wears on, it seems that everyone has suddenly learned to speak in a different language.  You don't understand a word, but you humor them by smiling wide-eyed and nodding.
• Whenever you close your eyes, reality around you becomes inseparably connected with the random jumble of phantasmagoria rushing through your head, and when you open your eyes again, it is impossible for you to tell what really happened and what didn't.

Such has been my day.  *hiccup*

I must leave you now.  My eyes have begun the involuntary ultra-slow blink that makes it very difficult to see the screen.  Take my advice...sleep every night.  Okay?