I've had an exhausting, topsy-turvy day which included a red-eye flight back from Portland, on which there was a cat sitting in too close proximity to me. I'm thinking it might have been under my seat, which would explain why the entire flight I felt like my eyes were going to fall out and die, and my throat was itchy and sore. Needless to say, I got off the plane and wanted to cry and scream at the girl who had brought her cat.

Anyway, I've spent the day recovering and being sad that the trip is over. I have emails to write, stories to read (and write!!), pictures to post, and of course, three posts to make up for Blog 365.

Oh yeah, and tomorrow is the concert of the century. I can't believe it's already here! Time flies... yet I still can't seem to find the patience for it.