It was after I finished writing that title up there that I realised it would apply in more ways than one. I am a better writer than I give myself credit for. Anyway, first of all, I'm not dead. But I am barely alive. Which is the first (and I thought only) thing the title applies to. I got all of three or fours sleep on Friday night so I was exhausted all of Saturday. I drank over a litre of coffee too. Actually caffeine has such a small effect on me when I make it personally (this time I was drinking premade iced coffee...I love iced coffee) I tend to use a lot of coffee powder. This also means I use a lot of sugar to counteract the strong taste. What that basically means is that if I make coffee for myself it should result in me having a heart attack. It never has though which is something I've always found a little odd. The same with energy drinks really. They say you shouldn't drink more than two cans or something because your heart might explode, but I could probably drink more than that if it wasn't for the fact that Red Bull tastes vile.
So, how else does the title apply and how does all of this inanity fit together? That would be Immortal Space. Obviously I was too tired to do any writing, in any of my projects (although I did throw a few rewrites into one) and then I realised something; on Monday I pretty much declared that Immortal Space is on hiatus. It may just be my tired and addled mind talking but I'm going to have to make that official. It should only be for a few weeks though, and a month at most. I left it at a non-vital part of the story so I think it's an okay place to take a break.
So that's how the title applies twice. Much like myself, Immortal Space is not dead, but barely alive.
I need more coffee. As a late addition to this post it's a good job I didn't get any more coffee. Kinda made myself a little sick. Bleh.