Is it really the weekend again? Weeks seem both forever slow and infinitely fast when you don't get enough sleep and are under a lot of pressure. The pressure, however, is only letting up minutely. This may be a sleep-reduced week again. Maybe I should start training my body to go on only 5 hours of sleep a night. I feel like the quality of my work would be reduced even further though.

Tonight:

1) dinner
2) Caucasian Chalk Circle
3) begin painting
4) dress loom

Ideally, that is. And that doesn't even begin on the papers. Sigh.

On the upside: I remembered to go to work again today. Rockin'.