done!

I love writing. But more than that, I love being done with writing.

The article that has been eating my brain for the past week is filed; I don't know if it's what my editor was thinking he would get, and I didn't talk to nearly as many people as I would have liked, and I can now spend days in leisurely self-torture about how incredibly much I'm sure it sucks, but

it

is

done.

Which means I'm getting through the things on the "must accomplish before Burning Man" list, and that I might actually get to relax once I'm there and not be all stressed out about things left hanging.

Speaking of which, I'm camping with CrashLand Inn, at Venus and 4:00. If you're out on the playa, come by and say hi! We'll have alcohol, and Black Rock City's sexiest mailbox!