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holy crap, i'm so tired right now, it boggles the mind. usually, i'm somewhat awake by the time i get to the temperature-controlled environment of my work space, but i'm here and i feel like a zombie with a shotgun bullet through my head.

again and again, with more frequency and urgency, my thoughts turn toward the day when i don't have to do this shit anymore...

the weather has been hot and soupy, here in Gotham City. all weekend. a simmering swamp. the cool thing about the heat in this city is that it liberates the stink from the ground, and thus not only is it hot and sticky but the air is filled with the mingling scents of vomit, dog shit, human urine and rotting fish. if someone could bottle that mixture, they'd have a nice bit of bio warfare.

i've got so many hours left here before i can go home. and then i've got more work to do at home. i need some down time...