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If it feels like this particular blog post is a cop out then, well, that’s because it is.
I figured I needed to post about the fact that I made some progress but it was barely a dent in what really needed to be done today.
I worked an eight-hour shift and am dead on my feet right now, so I’m going to feed my soul (and my belly) and then go to bed. They say there’s no rest for the wicked, so right now I’m a fucking saint.