Notes from a galley slave

I suck.

Eyeballs bleeding.

The only thing that makes this process worth it is the occasional bit that makes me think "Yes, that really worked." And the chance to catch typos before they become enshrined on the printed page.

Wish there were more good bits, but trust me, even the best of prose looks pretty crappy when you are staring at it word by word, punctuation mark by punctuation mark.

Going where the money is

Glanced out my window a short while ago, and noticed that the ice cream truck was parked outside. Apparently clever coworkers had flagged it down, and a steady stream of corporate drones were sneaking out to grab a treat.

I, of course, joined them. Mmm, ice cream. I'm already crashing from the sugar rush, but it was entirely worth it.