20 cc's of Fresh Columbian Roast, STAT

I'm tired. Tuckered out. Been getting home late, recently; as rehearsals for Urinetown are wrapping up. We had Monday off; so I put the time to good use by recording a kick-ass demo for a sound software company. Seriously. It kicked. Ass. Followed that up with a visit to my brother's; haven't seen him in a few weeks.

In any case. 6 hours' sleep makes Casey a dull boy. Been getting a lot of mileage out of in-car naps once I arrive at the theatre. (Not to be mistaken for in-car naps on the way to the theatre. That would be bad.) Gotta get that sleep in where ya can...

Well. There's a books-on-tape session this afternoon to look forward to, though I have no idea at present what voices they're gonna need. Hooray for spontaneity.

Have a good one, folks. Ciao for now. *yawn*