Alrighty, then. If you’re here, everything worked.

I’ve been reworking the software to add some levels, move stuff around and generally make this bullshit more manageable.

Been thinking a lot about Harriet the Spy. If you have ever read the book you will know why. Or maybe if you were just a dorky little girl with a journal and an imagination and insufficient social skills (all bonuses for people who grow up to be dorky stand-up comics and/or writers).

Damn, I didn’t mean to stay up this late. I promised to be somewhere 45 minutes away at 10:30 a.m.