T.G.I.F, again

It’s 7:15 pm Friday as I write this. Normally I’m off work at 4 pm. The new clients have diminished for 70 to 45 as the withering pace of the programs blows them back into their normal lives. Still, the remaining cohort is hungry, chatty, and demanding more, more, more. Which ultimately means I work late some nights. Hey. Ya gotta do what ya gotta do.

Now I’m going to start up Krita and doodle for a few minutes.