Yesterday was Ash Wednesday. A day of fasting and abstinence. I dreaded the no-meat thing. Meat is my sole source of sustainance. I eat minimal veggies and I don't like seafood. So I usually abstain from coffee and just eat meat. Coffee, for those who know me, is the reason why my blood flows during the day. But come Lent, I'd rather be catching Zzz's than an ulcer.

The thing is, I haven't been getting good sleep (as if I get enough sleep anyway) lately. So yesterday I was barely awake as I trudged to work. I couldn't, for the life of me, keep my senses alive and it felt like my neck would let go of my head at any moment. I therefore opted to take coffee and not eat meat that day. Gad. It felt like PMS.

This is me without meat:
- sleepy
- slow
- bratty
- impatient
- whiny
- highly irritable
- irrational

Yep. Surely a sacrifice to have been with me that day. All in the spirit of Lent.