a perfect storm

It is 4 am and I am awake. (5 am Utah time)

Why?

Because we drove from Provo to Mesa yesterday. And we left at 12:30 am.

Which means I did not sleep yesterday.

I arrived at my parents' home, took a shower, and then went to see Thomas - hairdresser and friend extraordinaire. After me, my mother, and my nana had all been trimmed and blow-dried, we headed back to my nana's home. My cousin met us there with four enormous pizzas from Barros (the most wonderful pizza in the world).

Did I mentioned that the only thing I had eaten for 24 hrs previous to this had been an egg muffin thing from McDonalds?

Did I further mention that yesterday was the hottest day of the year in Arizona?

So picture this: no sleep, no food, very little water, and overwhelming heat.

Which is why I inhaled three slices of pizza and then promptly passed out on my grandparents' couch. I woke up long enough to come back to my parents' home, strip down, and fall fast asleep.

I woke up just now because I was hot, dehydrated, and feeling weird.

One glass of water and a blog post later and I am ready for round two of sleep.

But not round two of pizza.

Tomorrow (today?) I am eating nothing but vegetables.

Good night. morning. sleep.