Work was long and hard. Wound up chatting with Darkside's mom for twelve minutes on my way home. Call from Fuzzy while I was at work turned out to be creative in nature rather than gossip; had suspected as much. I am awesome and 'tis pity we didn't get any of that worked out while he had his actors. Bugger! Maybe post-production? I hope? Dawn called back. Need to e-mail Sis. Need to make an e-mail list in my address book for the college group, one-touch communications, every link strengthened.
So. Fucking. Tired.
12 hour shift today. Maybe 13 tomorrow if I stay the whole thing. Doesn't really scare me any more. Must pack cough drops, as I'll most likely be on the phones, o d00m.