My deadlines are this week. My newspaper ones. I have to edit all the stories if they'd ever get around to giving them to me. Yeah, they'll probably bombard me with them at the last minute and then I'll have to get rude and sound mean because I can't do that. Besides, I have to finish the editorial and my interviews.

I can sense the stress coming. It's lurking around my corner.

C'MON...C'MON

I dare you to come.

C'MON...C'MON

I'm waiting on you so I can get it done with.

I'll be alright. I don't feel good, but everything will be great. I know I have a LOT to do this week. I'm ready for it. BRING IT ON!!!!

I know it'll be fine. It'll go smoothly. It has to.

C'MON...C'MON...