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It's a quarter past midnight, my kitchen is a quarter packed,* and most of the annoying financial disentanglement calculations have been done. I need to get up early tomorrow so I can change my rental car since mine is still in the shop, and then get in medium-early to work, which has gone all urgent but rudderless in the past week. I should get some sleep soon, or as much as I can with this nasty headcold.

It's not my week.

Commedia also totally sucked this evening, due to a mess of creative differences on the show that I am co-bidding for mid-October. Maybe that's a stupid plan...

*Have I mentioned I'm moving on Saturday? Well, I am.

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boss sent me home sick for the afternoon. probably wise. sleep good.