So, I duly delivered Tony to the airport and he is on his way to Toronto (for a day, and then to Chicago, and then back home on Friday). Which means that it is 6:30ish and I'm internally debating about whether or not I just kind of want to go to sleep. Isn't that sad? I had ramen noodles for dinner and I need to finish critiquing a manuscript and I need to start work on some code changes to the site and I need to...blah-de-blah-di-blah. But mostly I'm tired.
I'll try at least and get some of the coding done. At this point, I think it would require the least thought. Maybe. Some of it.