Long day yesterday. Work, rehearsal, and late-night phone-call. I shouldn't have stayed up so late, but it wouldn't have been right for me not to. Some things in life are Really Important; Other People's Feelings (especially those for whom we care) fall into this category. I only wish I had better words and knew how to arrange them in ways that made some semblence of sense. As it is, I probably just made things worse.
I'm way behind on welcomes and birthdays... and I have the results of a half-dozen tests sitting in a temp file. Ah, well. I will have to play catch-up another time.
Tomorrow I have work and a long rehearsal, an improv show on Saturday, and another long rehearsal and critique on Sunday. The in-between times will be for rest and liquids. Enough with the overscheduling already. If I spread myself any thinner, I'll be transparent. Personally, I've always found opacity an endearing trait. OK, not always.
Heh. I just made a funny that only makes sense to me, and isn't really all that funny anyway.
A sure sign it's sleeptime.
Hugs to those who need 'em, those who want 'em, and those who hug back.
