I like sitting here in my favorite grey hoodie eating peanut butter out of the jar. I can't fall asleep and my room is wicked hot. Tomorrow I have to be at work an hour early and will probably have to stay late. Granted, I know what I do is a 24/7 ordeal and when I am not in the office, I am on the phone, e-mail, or online researching, booking and advancing shows, promoting, and being a psychologist to those crazy bands, but still. At least I will make sure I am up early enough to go to the coffee shop before I hit Fifth Avenue.