Anyway, I didn't actually head out drinking - at least not right away. Instead, I just spent a half hour or so wandering around my bedroom and kitchen. There's not a lot of room in either place, so I guess technically it was more along the lines of pacing that it was wandering.
I found myself making toast at around 12:30 a.m. Don't ask me why - it made perfect sense at the time. I mean, if you're nervous and feeling nauseous - doesn't everyone make toast?
Okay - maybe not.
Anyway, like I said it made sense at the time.
I left my computer on during all of this. Eventually, my nervous pacing brought close enough it to notice that I had an email waiting for me.
I noticed that it was from the Sundance people. I had to read it.