It was a three-day, thanks to the archaic practice of celebrating genocidal marinaio Christopher Columbus, and while it had its downsides -- I got almost no sleep, I didn't finish my housecleaning, and while I picked up a new client, it wasn't enough to make up for the ones I've lost as the publishing industry continues its slow circle of the drain -- in balance, it was an incredibly productive three days. I got more writing done than I have in ages, I finished all my freelance work, and I had plenty of time to work on long-term projects that, for once, I can begin to see the back end of. Why can't I do this every weekend? Oh, right, because I have a job. I need a return to the patronage system. Where my aristos at?
I feel like taking a train trip.