Best…show…ever (well, one of them)…Ween at City Hall. Fanfreakingtastic. I get it now. I mean, I always liked them…in smaller doses…but I didn’t understand why people were so rabid for them. Now I do. Heck, I even bought a shirt. Silly.

I think the insanity from last week is starting to catch up with me. I just can’t seem to get enough sleep. I’m hoping to change that tonight. I’m sure the gargantuan cup of coffee I am drinking will help immensely, ha. The days seem so long and the nights so short. I want vacation back. I want to be able to sleep in (though I managed to wake up early every freaking morning—it’s the option that is nice). I want to finish every night on the beach with a bazillion stars in the sky and a beer in my hand (yeah, that has to be a song). I want that fantastic feeling of love and community that we all felt this time around to continue…sigh.

Ah well, reality is calling. I’d rather not answer, but I guess I better. Next week starts the budget…it’s going to take me forever to pay down my credit card after this car mess and all the trips this summer. Argh. It’s worth it, though.