Stressed, yes… Dazed. So tired. Six hours a night certainly isn’t cutting it with this level of activity during the day. Why’d I have to go for that run earlier? Oh yes, to de-stress… But golly, am I going to be wiped tomorrow. Well, it’s Friday. This entry is degenerating rapidly into a talking-to-myself session, but who cares. I sure don’t. Do you care? No, you don’t either.
Learned the rudiments of Quark in about three hours earlier, thanks to a downloaded demo version and tutorial. I’ve used it before in a cursory fashion. It’s all they use for design in the office, which precipitated a small panic session earlier this evening, but I’ve got it down to where I can find my way around the program, so I’m okay. Yeah.
I’ll be fine, really. Just overwhelmed between the new job and the old job and the move and, and, and… Yeah, I’ll manage. Come find me around mid-April.
*sigh*