I sold my thousandth book today, a feat that took a year and three weeks.  I feel pretty good about that, I think.

Sadly, that’s about all I feel good about at the moment.  I’m in a bit of a mood; yesterday’s weirdness has sorta carried over into today and I pretty much want to sleep for a thousand hours.  One for each book.

Five days of school left.  I can do this.

(I promise, I’ll be normal tomorrow.)