Back starting to hurt. Probably I ought to stretch... I've been drafting like a madwoman all day and the computer's starting to feel like an extension of my fingers. Blech. But I am on the very last sheet of what looked like an insurmountable stack of redlines this morning. Colorboards off, Photoshop no longer dragging down my poor under-RAMmed computer. (Refrains from 'cheap bastards' comments regarding computer selection)
You know, between my three major email accounts, I think I get about 3 megs of spam every single day. Isn't that absurd? What a waste!
Almost done.... then I get to go home!! Home, you hear that? Maybe while it's still light!
Edit: Oh. There was another insurmountable pile of redlines on Jim's desk. Pfff....