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After today, I would like nothing more than to curl up in my bed for about twenty-four hours with nothing but hot chocolate and good music for company.

(Actually, I suppose I can think of a few people I wouldn't mind for company, but thinking about that just makes me more depressed.)

I have two rehearsals tonight and an exercise to re-work for class tomorrow morning.

So . . . yeah. I'll just be over here, where "here" is "not my bed."