msfledermaus | The fruit wants to go home now...:)

And I have a potential itinerary planned for the night...

5:00 Bolt out of this mausoleum--er, I mean museum.
5:20 After resisting horrible urge to buy pizza rolls, come home and scrub mushrooms, wash rice, thaw chicken and slice up yams and peppers and shallots...
5:30 Simmer rice, curl up with a book or a trashy magazine. Ignore dust bunnies breeding by the couch.
5:50 Call some friends. Figure out if I have enough oomph to go out dancing or be a happy slug and snoozezzzzzzzz...
6:05 Save rice from burning and/or boiling over. Saute' veggies and chicken, snarf with gusto.

at this point, things get fuzzy and I deal with two parallel dimensions...

The Tired Ms Eff--6:30 until whenever I feel like calling it a night...Read stuff, pack away cool things for a friend. Make spooky amulet. Work the Mojo stuff. Have a seance with my beloved Bath Goop. Sleep and sleep and sleep some more...

The PerkyGoth Ms Eff.
6:30: to Whenever I stagger home in the wee hours...Wash up, take nap until 8:30. Pick Gothy clothes, fix hair and makeup. Put on big boots. Tuck small flail somewhere. Chug Red Bull. Fix makeup. Meet friends, dance and dance and dance some more and get all sweaty and wipe off runny makeup and spin around and yell "Wheeeee!" a lot. Get really really tired tomorrow morning, but smile a lot anyway.

I have no idea who will win.
Ms Eff, feeling the tug of two different futures ahead...either way there will be annoying paperwork tomorrow, but tomorrow is another day...