Freakout #1: There's a con this weekend, isn't there? Dear God. I've got lines to memorise (thank God for rehearsal CDs). At the very least, this con is so close - up the road, even - that I don't actually have to go anywhere, and if b. comes to w., I can go home and take care of anything that needs taking care of (like grabbing a swimsuit for this rumoured hot tub). Still, there's a con starting tomorrow, and I'm pretty sure there's stuff I need to do.

Freakout #2: They've moved up a bunch of my deadlines at work, so I'm rushing to take care of them. Fortunately for me, those fall within the 9-5 range of the day, so they aren't going to prevent me from sleeping or looking after stuff at home. Still, these things are stalking through my schedule like giant ... stalking things.

Freakout #3: I can't put on my new wig without outside help.

Freakout #4: I need another Kali script, stat. Chouberi stat. Or else I'm gonna make shit up. ♥

Freakout #5: We're slipping in the polls! Fix it, fix it!!!

If you have been, save some for me.