I did some actually did some grading at night, like I said to myself earlier I had to, and I feel pretty Fucking good about that. It is a thing that actually happened. And it makes diving into bed taste a thousand times better, and it makes me feel about a hundred hundred times less shitty about any of the things I could feel shitty about. Now I can probably actually enjoy my extra midweek day at the post office tomorrrow, and mark can get his concrete poured, and I can say no worries, I got it, and he can not have to worry about that, and I can feel pretty good about that, like a happy healthy bonobo should. (2016)