Chew on this

Completely uninspired, that's where I've been. I've never had a week like this before, without five minuutes to even procrastinate. Make up free, there's just no time, my legs are prickly, hair lank, same outfit on since Monday. I complain, but love it. It makes me feel important in a way, efficiently efficient, putting out fires, staying up to 4am, sleeping for 3 hours before racing back to work. (Someone really needs to invent an office chair that folds into a bed. I need one, bad. My bum is starting to resemble the shape of my moulded office chair seat. It's all squished flat.) The best thing, is that it's just advertising, no one will die if the client does't understand the ideas...

I have written a few things to you in my head, maybe in ten years I will be able to press send from there, but until then, I need ten minutes alone with thoughts and laptop.

Since Halloween I've been living off candy, I have this constant nausea that I keep trying to bury under abother chocolate bar, or slice of pumpkin pie. Sick.