So I survived. Just. Got to work at 4pm yesterday; got home at 11am this morning. There was an hour and a half of sleep in between, but you know, that’s not so much. Still, it all went pretty well; the magazine was up about 10am as predicted, and the weblog is chock-full of posts from authors all over the globe. Fun to maintain, too.

Anyhow, I went to bed when I got in and woke up about 5pm today. Which means I need to sort out some dinner before the girl gets home. I’ve got some photos of quite what it looks like to have been working all night having been awake the day before. Not pretty, that’s the answer.