Thanks to Bin Laden not even being able to hide properly I found myself way behind on sleep still. I am exhausted as the month starts and I have so much to get done. I have made very little progress on my TV script, I have to write a new Edinburgh show, I have six AIOTMS (aiotms) to get through
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I am counting). You all know I thrive on this kind of pressure, but you also are probably aware that carrying on this way is going to kill me in the next ten years. Knowing my luck I will die on stage in Lowestoft in front of 80 people on the day that Bin Laden comes back to life and grabs all the headlines. Still I am not in this for adulation and fame. Which is lucky really. What am I in it for? I used to know. But now it's just a habit.
they were in the living room but in the last month they've made their way up the stairs and were hiding ready to surprise me. I feared that if I closed my eyes or turned off the light they would start creeping towards me and might smother me in my sleep. But they didn't get all that far (see above). You might find it impossible to sleep with these scary little monsters in your room, but I find them oddly comforting. Or at least odd and comforting and anyway I was so knackered that I quickly fell asleep.
