Barely here

I have to go to sleep. We have three days off and I'm going to make the best of them. I have two shows this weekend (Witches' Ball and the farmer's market), and I have to prepare.

HOLY MOTHER OF STARBUCKS I'M TIRED.

And I have so much to do. I have learned, though, that when I feel most desperate is at night, when I'm tired. In the morning, if I can get some good sleep, I'll be able to work near-miracles.

In addition to that, I think I'll go to the library tomorrow.