I Miss My Bed Already

This whole only having one day off thing sucks sometimes when I want sleep. I went to bed around 4 this morning and I'm up now for some unknown reason. The show last night was fun and without my father much better than tonight will be. The concert season gets busy for the next couple of months now. It's always fun but it's often as stressful as it is fun trying to figure out the money thing and work around them. I just wish I felt better right now, it'd go a long way towards my happiness. Oh and a fucking omelet. Dear God yes I must have one.