Sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness

I got up yesterday for a very tiring and demanding day at work, went right from that to surprise gig, which was fun but hard on me, got insufficient sleep last night, got up for lift club today hooray, went right from that to friend's birthday outing, which again was great but involved a lot of logistics communicating and whatnot, new places, and maybe insufficient food/hydration for a while. Worth it to hang out with lovely people, but I wanted to go to bed at 7pm.

And I did, D and I went to have a little nap around then. I've just woken up, just before midnight.

I used to hate doing this but I don't regret a thing this time. I hated it because I struggled to get back to sleep after that, but I don't think that will be a problem at all this time! I'm still so tired.