I believe I set a new speed record walking home from work today; around forty minutes. I have absolutely no idea how far it is, but that's pretty damn fast. It usually takes between forty-five and fifty minutes.

And that's not all. I impressed myself today (it's not often that happens, by the way; I'm not easily impressed with myself) by writing the outline for a brand new story in less than one hour. And it wasn't half bad. Needs work, of course, but it's a solid start. Which just goes to show that it's possible to do anything quickly, as long as you're either a) inspired, b) in a rush, or c) both.

(Just to avoid any confusion: The above story is not related in any way, shape, or form to The Longest Journey. That story took a lot longer than an hour to write.)

Tomorrow we're finally having the Shadowlands release party - a little late, but with online games it's better to wait until you're absolutely and positively sure that everything's gone all right, which it has - and then I'm taking Friday off, just because. I might leave the city for a few days, but I haven't quite decided yet. There's lots of work to do, but since I have four weeks of vacation left this year I feel I deserve to take one lousy Friday off.

Luckily, I can transfer two whole weeks to next year, which I plan to do, and I'll take a few extra days off around Christmas, but that still leaves me with more than a week to spare.

If I had the money, I'd go to New York. If I had more money, I'd go to Japan. But since I don't have any money, I'll have to stay put. Besides, even if I did have the money I don't think I'd really have the time. There are deadlines. There are always deadlines. It's a tough life, lemme tell ya...  ¶ 23:22