Woke up feeling like crap, considered skipping work, and then realized I'd left the phone list at the store so I couldn't call anyone to fill in.
*headdesk*
Am now apparently riding a combination of second wind, caffeine, and partial sleep deprivation high, and expect to crash in an hour or so. But! I got through my shift, and I have four more volumes of Petshop of Horrors from the library, so all is well.
(I also have a copy of the updated phone list in my bag, which is going to get pinned to the bulletin board in my kitchen where I will Not Be Able To Lose It. *Liz crosses her fingers against the power of address-stealing gremlins that infest her apartment*)
*headdesk*
Am now apparently riding a combination of second wind, caffeine, and partial sleep deprivation high, and expect to crash in an hour or so. But! I got through my shift, and I have four more volumes of Petshop of Horrors from the library, so all is well.
(I also have a copy of the updated phone list in my bag, which is going to get pinned to the bulletin board in my kitchen where I will Not Be Able To Lose It. *Liz crosses her fingers against the power of address-stealing gremlins that infest her apartment*)