almost there

Feeling navel-gazey and kinda freaked out about things I want to get done that I haven't gotten done (mainly, keep up with goals for music stuff), but I'm really trying not to go let my brain go there too hardcore until I feel I've adequately recovered from the Con. My own definition of this is Saturday, after I've had a morning to sleep in as much as I want without needing to get up for move out or going to work.

Also

fuck fuck fuck my legs hurt.