Fifty hours a day would be nice.

The leg of my favourite green lion pin from Singapore Supergarden, Venice, fell off, and I spent a whole hour praying/searching for it, and finally did. Had bad tummy cramps :( drank bitter bug juice (actually it's homemade Chrysanthemum tea), watched a lot of Heros Season deux, work's pilling up, a big load of Boston housing issues and stuff to settle, got engaged to A., just in case nobody wants me by thirty, he'll be there to marry me. Haven't been sleeping/eating much, Fisheye developed pictures from a week ago not collected yet, sushi clock project incomplete and almost forgottened, A.'s present, X's postcard to send to the States, bring JoJo for grooming, practice piano, pack up room, visa documents for the States, pass present to B. for his mother, 2 J.'s birthday tomorrow (Jonathon, my brother & Jonathan macau boy, whom I ran into while running up and down the stairs in front of the broken church in Macau. Waterpolo friend from eons ago.), dinner with P+ friends next week, ballet classes, dinner with grandparents, October payroll coming up.... I can think of a million more things to do. Not cool, feeling rather burnt out :( need to rest more.