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Argh!

Can't find my black beret that I usually wear on stage. (HCB gigs tomorrow night, Saturday, and next weekend.) Can't find my huge binder of HCB music. Small miscommunication with my brother (and bigger misunderstanding about weather forecast) scrozzled plans to work on trying to make my back yard suitable for not-getting-fines from Balt. city govt. Now running out of spoons anyhow (really crappy sleep last night); still need to hit nail salon for guitar-pick maintenance between now and tomorrow evening.

Glucometer tells me I should've skipped that banana at lunch. *pout*

Eight ... no, seven ... almost-started journal entries queued up in my head. Maybe I'll get around to one of them this evening. Maybe not.

Frustrated. And limping. May need to recruit help for dealing with yard next week.