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Finally.

Went to the presscon, waited a couple of hours...nothing happened...came back to the office...waited another couple of hours...missed first edition...did long-ass conference call and listened to a slide presentation I could not see...rushed through a couple of questions...rushed through the story...and now I'm spent like Austin Powers.

Strangely enough, aside from my usual tantrum-throwing in the beginning...I just sorta gave up caring at the end and sort of glazed over most of the day...I guess when you see the shit-storm coming, you just hunker down and wait it out.

So I missed training and drinks and anything remotely fun tonight...I reckon my liver is thanking me though after last night. Walt and I made it through a fair amount of booze for a Thursday night. How he can manage another night out tonight is beyond me. I'm still hungover I think.

Still, a quiet night in, and then back on the training tomorrow ahead of trials on Sunday...when what I'd rather be doing is lying on a beach. Ah life.

Gnite all.

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