1700 tonight on the back of a strangely relaxed day at work. Ranting last night let it all out, it seems. Today, problems have slid off me like dihidrogen oxide off the dorsal plumage of a waterfowl.

Going to give the thing a quick once-over on Sunday before submitting, make sure I've not done anything too stupid. But for the getting-to-and-exceeding-wordcount part, I'm done.I believe that this calls for a celebration of some form, possibly involving alcohol.