August 22nd, 2004

fairysquash

*yawn*

Sleepy. Moved some stuff for Karen with Jake and Matt and got a microwave cart and some desk shelves out of it, as well as a ton of delicious frozen food.

I'm feeling like my life is galloping away without me, and I'm just sort of flailing, saying, 'wait, I'm not done with this project yet! hang on! I need a breather!' One panic to the next... family, visitors, house, fair, business, work. It just doesn't ever end.

Orders to fill.