Spent most of the day inputting corrections from what was supposed to be the final proof back into the post-ultimate proof. I can’t really describe my rage. The exhaustion is quite palpable. I suppose I’m just at a loss for words. Stay in school, kids. Be in bed by eight. And don’t do writing, much less editing. Rapid vision loss and hairy palms.
Have a picture of an obnoxious, small, furry animal.