Woke up, put on clothes, didn't go to work.

One reason to finish re-revising this book and give it to my agent is that I'm getting really tired of reading it. Not that it's ever enjoyable to keep re-reading your own work. But it gets to a mindnumbing point. Three more weekends and it's out.

It's up to 103,000 words now, even though I feel like I've done more cutting than adding.

Superbowl in seven hours. Are you ready for some footbaaaaall?