Another day, another dollar. Back in New Jersey. Last fucking week in NJ, dammit. Only mildly sleep deprived, because I was smart enough to take a Tylenol PM last night.
Stuck in the Tuesday conference calls of doom: eight to nine hours of `um. Yum. Here’s a great idea for running your project – Fly people into New Jersey for conference calls that everyone else is calling into. What a grand idea. I suppose the fact that I’m here to make copies, too, justifies the $2200 in expenses I’m racking up. Ha.
Work out tonight, dinner, catch up on some story reviews. Maybe. Entertain a guest. The usual.
Can’t wait for this week to end.