The Tramadol thrashed my ass. Had a bit of a headache after the D*C staff meeting and was feeling somewhat logy, so took a Tramadol, thinking “hey, a little pick-me-up along with surcease of pain, all good.” Knocked me totally out for the night. I was chatting with Matthew after dinner, watching the finale of Charmed, hanging out with Hobkin, and then I was slumped down on the couch, dead to the world. And I stayed that way, even through a relocate to the bedroom, until the morning.
But, on an up note, no headache.
The staff meeting was good fun. More socializing this time around than working, although I suspect fosteronfilm would say the opposite as he was running around trying to get stuff done while I was chatting with arkhamrefugee about Sin City and dropping off a box of DVDs for the Film Festival while I was waving hello to bevlovesbooks. Did get some work done, hooked up with roget and dire_epiphany and astralfire to verify some details, touched base with Sara-of-no-LJ to coordinate our shared inventory needs, and snagged a couple new reporters–pending the a-ok on their writing samples. A productive and enjoyable meeting.
Got the galleys to approve from Paradox for “The Tiger Fortune Princess.” The editor reports the issue will come out mid-June. Very looking forward to it.