OK, I know I should be sleeping, but I've got so much stuff to do!  My to do list fills out an 8.5 x 11" sheet of paper, and it all needs to be done by next week!  [insert stress-related scream here]   Thank all that is good that I only have to work Wednesday of next week.  Otherwise, I don't think I could make it. 

OK, no new Zeta or X-Men episodes this weekend.  That means I can leave the VCR be. 

OK, Kim's last name is Martin.  I got my two Internet chores out of the way.  Until Sunday night I must bid my journal bon soir.  Enya calls me to sleep before the dawn of a new workday.