One second I'm dancing to Rammstein on a Friday night (well early hours of Saturday morning)... the next I'm having to head home because it's Sunday.
Tomorrow I have to be up early... which will be difficult seeing as last weeks insomnia threw me well and truly into nocturnal made.
This week I have to...
Put together and send my costume proposal to Louis B. DeMille.
Do some work over at the unit of doom.
Get as much stuff, as I can live without, out of the flat.
Clean 4 rooms of the above mentioned flat.
Engage a cleaner.