Why, do you suppose, I heap quite this much stress upon myself? No clue, perhaps because I enjoy it like the sick and twisted girl that I am.
If this were a body of water it'd be a tsunami. And it keeps on going until next Thursday.
I'm such a lucky, lucky girl.
Yo, vendors, when I tell you I can't do phone calls until September 4 I'm not kidding. Stop leaving me messages. For real. EMAIL.