Where YHB becomes a zuveumbie

I feel exhausted these days. Cynra's started up the librarian position, and just like before, is getting home after me pretty much every day. In addition, she's doing work stuff on the Mac, so we're fighting for time on the machine so I can do some final con stuff and she's putting together music lesson plans.

What ends up happening is I'll go downstairs and play SMAC, and next thing you know (my watch long taken off and the W98 desktop clock invisible while I annhiliate the Spartans) it's midnight, and there goes the opion of getting a good night's sleep.

This weekend is going to be a little crazy. I've got to take Supercar in to get a headlight replaced, then it's off to browncoat_2x2's for t-shirt shindig 3, son of shindig. Cynra has a crazy idea to go see a midnight madness show at the TIFF, but as I said: Crazy.

Sunday is off to the zoo for Teacher Apperciation Day.

So, where do I find sleep in that? A few hours rest to let my batteries recharge?

And tonight I have a meeting that will hopefully not end up with me fired.

Feh.

Ha!

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