I had some typical magical insomnia yesterday, and then called off work today. Normally I work a half-shift after not being able to get to sneep, but apparently this morning when my first alarm went off I was too tired for that to occur to me and I called off the whole thing. I’ll miss the money, but whatever. I shall work on Angles and put my new bookshelves together. If I could get that chapter finished I would be highly delighted. I fear the bookshelves will be a massive distraction, though.

I was going to say more stuff, but the bookshelves’ siren call is already compelling me away.