Alarmed Clock

[shanmonster]

I woke up to a charlie-horse in my calf rather than to my clock. My head promptly began to ache, and then the heavy jack-hammering began in the basement. It's in this state that I must go battle the panicking last-minute shoppers at the costume shop today.

Good morning to me.

I think I'd rather go to the metal show tonight than the overstuffed party at Abstract.