yup.
i knew it couldn't last.
the prince of sales came by to tell the bastard that the last third of feb/march will be in limbo until this afternoon.
so lobster and i cannot get everything out the door today.
defeat has been snatched from the jaws of victory.
now i feel like this again.
so now i wait.
wait for the long slog to come.
fucking publishing
—the bastard
UPDATE:
"we have a map."
"a what?"
"we have a map."
"nice".
so all is not lost for this friday. victory is mine!
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