11 hours in the profhole. It begins again for real tomorrow and it’s still not really done. But I nailed what I needed to nail, and also I dragged summer out to the very last possible hour, and I count both things as victories.

It could be the last almademic material autumn. It probably will be, in this particular curriculum developing sense. One never knows, and yet but, speculate. Crush up your maybes.

And. I made it here legit before midnight, not good for much, but spilling anyway.

I will turn my brain off now and maybe in a couple more hours it will actually sleep. Monday’s class isn’t until evening almost.

Here is a good way to turn off a brain. The French Whisperer started doing videos four months ago after a hiatus of years. I just noticed. Enjoy, if this sort of thing works for you.