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Sunday, August 28, 2005


   Damn those naps...
I've written another 3 chapters of the chibi story, one of which is (I think) the cutest yet.

... on paper.

I have no shortage of ideas, but a shortage of a. computer time, b. finger dexterity and c. frontal lobe function. In other words: Morphine + shift change + family home = CB is whacked out.

Crack would be kinder to my body.

So I've been trying to reset my internal clock, force it to sleep at night, instead of from 7am to noon... and my clock is fighting back with true temporal fury. Neither alcohol nor NyQuil nor Phenylhydramine HCl nor freaking MORPHINE will put me out.

And the Chibis arrive at 3am, regular as clockwork (the little weasels) and then I have to write and write, and my fingers get sore (and the next day my eyes get sore deciphering the scrawl) and then at 7 am I crash, smiling cutely in my sleep...

to be woken at 8:30am.

I'm wankered. Sorry guys. Hopefully I'll get back to my global Chibigroup therapy tomorrow.

... but to be honest: Don't count on me. I have no willpower when I'm sleep deprived. Yesterday I went "to the store to see if they had shampoo". Came home with a new wallet, make-up I would normally never buy, paper stuff, etc. and the wrong shampoo. Today, I go to buy quarter rolls. Come home with turkish delight, and a fashion magazine. Me! A fashion magazine!!

That's like a vegetarian coming home with a pork roast.

Sleep deprivation does some odd stuff to the brain. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go put on some make-up Sailormoon style, and eat turkish delight while destroying my body image with airbrushed pics of bulimics.

Maybe I can pretend I'm studying the pics to improve my own photoshop work?

Chibi Sanzo just fired a warning shot. I'd better go, before my underpants start following me around again...

Crack: it's not just for breakfast anymore!

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