it's the night before S.O.S.

And it looks like Cupid farted on my workspace.

I'm drinking iced coffee.

It's 10:38 pm, people.

I have to make a gajillion cards for tomorrow's event.

What am I doing on the computer?!

I'm printing out signs.

Lottsa signs. "Look here." "Buy this." "Help pay off my college loan."

Gotta clean the apartment. Boyfriend's mom is coming over tomorrow.

Eeeeek! Dirty apartment.

Need sleep. What's sleep? Probably have had about 20 hours of it all week.

Seriously, dude.

Hoping that all this stress is worth it!!!