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I think I've got tonight's outfit narrowed down to one of two choices. I'm determined to try both on, and which ever one disgusts me the least is the winner. As I have very little time between getting home and having to take off for the gig I will have less time to dither about it. Just hope I can find decent parking that's not too far away from the restaurant.

Practice ran late again last night, though if Alyne had had her way it would have gone even later. Finally I just put my foot down and said enough. I have about a half an hour drive home and have to be up at 6:30 in the morning, not to mention the fact that it's the end of the week and I'm just really fucking tired. Where Alyne gets all of her energy I'll just never know.

I'm not particularly looking forward to tonight, I mean I'm sure I'll enjoy it, I'm just beat and desiring nothing so much as to go home and curl up in a little ball. I think I woke up about half a dozen times last night and I'm definitely feeling it today. And somehow I think I got talked into a Sunday class...Sunday morning yet...*sigh*

Think I'll just throw caffeine at myself and hope for the best tonight.