having a really bad cold.
completely losing my voice.
working on sets for about 28 hours.
two 3:30am wake ups in a row = not that much sleep.
furnishing an entire house from scratch.
planning with my fellow art team members what would happen if all the film majors got stranded LOST style.
legitimately thinking that tim riggins' truck was at our second location.
after wrapping on saturday night, proceeding to sleep for 18 straight hours.
still being sick.
editing a documentary.
and catching up on homework.
it was kind of a weirdly awesome weekend.
and the same thing is going to happen next weekend too.
bring it on.
(except i could do without the nasty cold next time,
please and thank you).