Today is a day of insanity. Because, of course, all my other days are so sane... Anyway. I'm somewhere between manic and exhausted. It's quite odd really.

Did you know that I only have 6 hours and 11 minutes until I have to work? And Lildo doesn't want to work. Lildo just wants to sleep and draw and write. But at the same time, which is impossible. Sort of like when I think to myself. "Wow. This book is excellent. I wish I could read it in the dark." But I can't because I'm not a cat, so I need the light. I wish I was a cat.

Oh well, at least I'll have Eurovision when I get home...