Are you alive?

OMG. Can I tell you that there's something seriously wrong with me mentally? I went to sleep at 9.30 last night, woke up again at 3 a.m., and couldn't fall back asleep until 5 a.m. or so. When the alarm went off, I was so tired that I just called The Boss and told her that I would be in late. And that's just what I did. Came in at 10.15 or so. I'm still tired. I mean, I could understand this if I was a marathon runner, or worked overtime, or did much more than work and sleep, but it's totally ridiculous. And now that I'm in late, I'm really trying my best to get a whole lot of work done to make up for the fact that I'm a fat, lazy pig.

I just ate some potato salad and I have a ton of stuff to do, including another meeting at 2 p.m. I wanted to go and get a manicure at lunch, but I came in so late that I don't think I deserve to be able to go anywhere today.
How was the shoot yesterday? Anything exciting that I need to know?