…maybe the longest day ever. Certainly the longest day in a long, long time. It seems to have ended well, though—even if I’m a little more broke than I was before. (Okay, a lot more broke.)
Got to see some more of New York and also had some time to sit and muse about lots of things, so it wasn’t at all a total loss. Now I’m in the home stretch. There is one major thing—the paper—and a whole shitasston of minor things to be done.
Better get on it.
But, uhm, I think I’ll start tomorrow.