I used to work at a grocery store, and one night, when I was still in high school, they needed help with the overnight stock crew so I volunteered. The next day was our last day of class, just show up say hi and leave....
about 3 a.m. I hit the wall, with about 4 and a half hours to go. Someone handed me a BIG bottle of IBC rootbeer, two "yellow jackets", and a tub of that cream cheese cake icing. I had so much sugar and caffeine in my system, I didn't sleep for a day or so.
That morning I went to school, went to our final yearbook staff meeting where we picked the theme for our next edition (which would be my senior edition).....i just laid in the floor, delirious and kept offering "how about the long and winding road" followed by a nervous caffeine induced chuckle......
I said that probably 10 times before someone told me to go to sleep.......which of course I couldn't
thank God I was still running track and cross country, burned the calories off from that icing during my next practice (during summer, we were doing 5, 6, and 7 mile runs)....
to this day when I eat a piece of cake with cream cheese icing, I get a little jolt of twitchiness...
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Originally Posted by moonpie
a film crew came to my office and tried real hard to get me to say I loved something, anything about it. One of the few things I really had seen were some test shots of Rivendell, and with Alan Lee on board and the way it looked... the cultural detail on every surface, how much it looked like JRRT's own paintings... I was comfortable talking about that. This is all that survived of a four hour grilling under the hot lights:
