… and I’ve already been exhausted for one day, even though I haven’t really started on the tasks that actually require an effort. Damn, but I wish my sister had still been here to take care of all this pre-season stress… :|

Oh well. I might try to convince myself that with all this work, the “getting paid to relax” part will feel even better than it usually does. Or wait — who am I trying to kid?! It can’t get any more fucking amazing than it already is! :D