So, for the last two weeks, I've been doing some late-night work. It started as just a few extra hours a night, helping out where I could to finish up a project for a friend of mine and has turned into somewhere near a full-time and a half job. Between my two jobs, i've clocked in somewhere around 130 hours this past week.

That's a lot o' hours.

But it's been great - I've really enjoyed the burn, man. It's been a long time since I've done something like this. The lack of sleep, the pure "get up and go" of it all - it's been amazing. Tiring, yes - but amazing nonetheless. When you do things like this, you form a clarity of vision that you don't have when you're just doing the normal 9 to 5 thing. You begin thinking on your feet. You rely on reactions, because your mind is too tired to get in the way. This is you at your purest, most unfiltered self. Balls to the wall, 110 miles an hour until it's done. These are the times that, while you are living through them, you think to yourself "GOD, I can't WAIT until this is over." but once it is, within a day, you miss it. You wonder what the hell you did with all this free time you had. You understand that, with a little drive and a whole lot of focus, you can accomplish ANYTHING.

Yeah, right.

The truth is, all you want is a weekend, three full bags of Cool Ranch Doritos and the entire Monty Python's Flying Circus boxed set so that you can sack out and wonder just what the FUCK you were thinking when you said "SURE, I'll do it!"