I have been admonished for Failure to Update. And so:

Number of Times I Have Been Late to Class / Meetings: Still Two

OMGINaD Moments / DCiSS: Uh...lost track / One. Or so.

Yoga Sessions: Eight

Caffeine Intake Level: Medium

Sleep Deprivation Level: Medium. I think. The problem is that I'm sleeping in 1.5 - 4.5 hour bursts whenever I need it and/or can get away with it, and this is, of course, taking its toll.

Homicidal Tendencies: Same

Number of Stories I've Critiqued: Seventy-six

Number of Stories Submitted for Critique: Five (next last! one due Tuesday)

Level of Satisfaction with Current Story in Progress: High, mostly because I solved my oh-crap-I'm-conflating-quotes-from-The Godfather-and-Casablanca-and-now-the-joke-doesn't-work dilemma (my very tired brain ran them together as, "Someday, I'll call upon you to do a service for me. Maybe not today, and maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life." Yeah. I know: sad).

A Sentence from My Story That I Wrote as a Placeholder and Then Decided I Really Liked But Will Have to Change Because One of the Nouns Is Stolen: "Bite me, you frog-faced flitch fucker."

A note about the cursing: yep, I sure am doing a lot of it. That always happens when I'm sleep deprived. Nine more days + sleep time, and I'll be all sweetness and light again. Okay, maybe just "light". Okay, fine: just "and".