Headless chicken time

Ever had one of those weeks when you look at all the things you have to get done in 7 days and think, "How much sleep can I do without and still function reasonably well?" That's me this week.

Where has all the time gone? I swear sometimes that the Fates do this on purpose just for a good chuckle. "Ok, we put nothing on her calender for weeks, lull her into a false sense of security, then *wham*! Everything happens all at once. What a hoot!"

And the sad part is, I try to plan for these kinds of things, and each time I fail rather miserably. Grrr.

Ah well, at least I had time for a milkshake with jimweasel last night before zooming home to see the ever delightful caredhel. She brought Easter prezzies that were very very pretty. I'm wearing the pentacle I received right now as a matter of fact. It even matches my tattoo, how cool is that? *G*

Tonight is shopping, a possible library stop, and planning choreography stuff with the troupe. Tomorrow is much cleaning, laundry, and assorted scrubbing (I've reached maximum tolerance on the rug in the back room). Friday I'm picking up some videos from a teacher down in SJ then off to Straw Hat pizza for a performance at 8 pm (anyone wishing to attend please do, the lovely eilonwey and our teacher Alyne will be dancing!). And, oh yeah, the weekend's booked too.

It's feast or famine it would seem. Yeah, I know, jakejr, the key is moderation...