So it's just after midnight. I've run (at 6am), I've editted the collaborative story (7.30 - 9am) I've gone to class (9am - 1pm), I've gone thru the edits with Nathan (1pm - 3.30pm). Critiqued, played basketball, showered, et dinner and critiqued. (Plus manuscript edits).

Very very tired.

After basketball suddenly realised that Clarion was almost over and got quiet upset. No more stories to write.... where's the adrennalin?

Only two more days. Relief and regrets.