I miss sleep. I had more hours of sleep last night than the past week combined. It's not an exaggeration. After spending days/weeks on a game only to have it just falter due to a printer going kaput. I've never been so embarassed like that. To make matters worse, my lack of ability to speak publically had an effect on handout. It felt like the only reason why the audience was there was to see my new weapons. I just saw the confusion in their eyes and felt like a fool. I have no idea how I'm going to handle tomorrow.
Maybe I should just call off the whole thing and crawl into catatonia. It feels like the easy way out, and stubborn me is not used to doing things the easy way. But it beats feeling like I'm going to a firing squad tomorrow. And this Gundam pilot can't self detonate. (Catherine would just slug him again.)
I just want it to be over.