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SLEEP STUDY: DONE.
LAUNDRY: DONE.
REVERSE BIG BANG: SCHEDULED.
PHONE INTERVIEW: PENDING.

Oh god, this week.

I will likely be fairly silent for the next few days, though there's a chance I'll be instagramming like a mofo on Friday, while at C2E2. Depends on whether the reception at McCormick Place has improved at all (unlikely). Hopefully they'll have Captain America stuff on display and I can go eat a hot dog while looking at Captain America's shield; it's my patriotic moment for the year.

I may be a little punchy today; when you do a sleep study, they cover your head and face with electrodes, put a cannula in your nose, wrap two belts around you to measure your breathing, and put more electrodes down your pants on your legs to monitor leg movements. I'm guessing they got a lot from me because it's very hard to sleep on your back with a bunch of wires gelled into your hair.

When she was putting the electrodes on my head, the tech said, "Your hair is so soft! It's like a baby bird's feathers."

Thank you, I grow it that way on purpose.

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AAAAHAHAHAHA the Museum of Hot Mess rescheduled my interview.

WARNING SIGNS.