I gotta get it together here.

Well, what sleep I didn’t get yesterday, I’ve made up for this morning. You know the drill: alarm goes off, you turn it off, thinking I’ll get up in a minute, and then 45 of them go by before you’re conscious again? Yeah, that drill.

And I had so much to say to you this morning, too. Ah well. I fly. Is it really only Tuesday?? But listen to this: no rehearsal tonight.

No rehearsal? Whatever will I do with my evening?

Fink, off to figure it out…