Enjoying my first block of dead time in ever so long, crappy tv blaring away, random web perusal, feel wiped out, euphoric, kind of achy. Show was hot but fun, lots of nice sounds to make me forget. What? I forgot.

Worked about ten hours today trying to catch up on stuff that built up while I was away while also doing the stuff I rushed back to do, more of that on for tomorrow, not till noon though, so can sleep in, if I can somehow manage it.

Eyes watering from exhaustion, ok, 'Tracks of my Tears' v. 'Tears of a Clown', who will win?