Day Thirty-Seven

Only wrote 6 pages today.

Now, I must be taken out and shot.

Part of the problem was I ended up staying up until about 4 AM last night after sweating out the last of my 20 pages around 3:00.  Which meant I slept until about noon, which meant I didn't get to the Coffee Bean until about 2, which meant I had less than 3 hours to write before I had to take off to pick up my contacts en route to dinner with Robert, Reena, and Divaker.

Then, when I got home, I had to iron stuff and pack my suitcase, since I never start any of that stuff more than 12 hours prior to departure. 

So, I'm off to Vegas for the weekend.  Back Sunday afternoon sometime with stories and, hopefully, money.