Crunch Time = Grouch Time

It's Oscar Week in LA which means parties, parties, and, oh yeah, more parties. As much as I should probably just go home and sleep, I can't stand the thought of people (read: celebs) being out at events all week, so I'm rallying and powering though the week. There's literally at least five events every night - not to mention the all-day Spirit Awards on Saturday. It feels like the exhaustion of Sundance with the added bonus of still having a full-time job during the day. Granted, I'm not complaining - it's a lot of fun and I don't regret it for a second. However, I was hoping to get enough rest before the week started to "stock up" on energy and that doesn't seem to have worked. I'm beat. Which means, I'm grumpy. I forget how thin my nerves get when I'm this tired. I feel like I could snap at the drop of the hat - and all the foreigners and tourist "lookie-loos" at events aren't helping. Ugh. I hope the next few days are better for events and not as annoying as the ones last night were. Stupid people (could be my exhaustion talking, or they could just be annoying).