Got my checking account - of the good.
Took a fucking hour and a half - of the bad.
Arrived late to crew (10:30 instead of 10) - of the bad.
No one else was there (other than Eric) - of the okay? We sat around and didn't do any "real" work until Pat and Charlie came at 11:30.
Haven't eaten since last night - of the bad.
Got only 5 hours of sleep - of the bad.
Felt like I was going to pass out ALL DAY today - of the very bad.
I'm now home though. And debating whether sleep or food is more important. I don't know if I can make it through eating without sleep. I feel like I'm going to throw up anyhow.
God, my head hurts so much.