DONE!

Two days of hand-wringing and stress, one cancelled production commitment, several times passing like ships in the night with a friend leaving for grad school at Cambridge, four cans of Red Bull, two shots of espresso, three unexpected gchat conversations (some with flist people; you know who you are) and 18 straight hours of editing in a room with broken air conditioning and a million and a half overachieving space heaters CPUs.

In exchange? Lots of money.

Who knows if it was worth it. I can't perform higher brain functions right now. But apparently I should shop classes...