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Just so trired some nights and I wonder if going back to selling art and stuff at the farmer's market was a bad idea. Somebody asked me to make 20 bookmarks this week and I have made one, and a lot of failed messes, because I can't find time for much after coming home from ten hour workdays and eating dinner and crashing into bed, and I still need an ink cartridge to print more cards before Saturday morning and it's Thursday night already and just... fuck.