I was trying to type in my e-mail address into our Webmail server and think it’s pretty fucking appropriate, given my mental state, that I accidentally typed dot-coma. I just can’t make this shit up.
Another late night. Am making such fucking dumb editing mistakes, I’m so tired. Not that it’s *all* my fault. A little more time would equal even-better quality work. Just trying to remind myself that I make the best of what I’ve got. But when the two things a girl is good at are editing and knowing the stock market, and I’m missing details on them both, well, I’d better hope it’s not too late to find a new career. …