Oh, forgot to say, I turned in the fucking proposal … got it into the Airborne Express drop box at Webster Hall in Oakland at 6:58 p.m., and it was picked up at 7:30. Only got yelled at a little bit by The Puppeteer, who had to admit that it was a fucking masterpiece. 😉
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