*nods* I'll probably start on the 18th, and therefore be cramping, sore and utterly lacking in energy just in time to drive home. Hurray! ;-)

How is it that your body knows JUST when to start, so as to be as horribly mean and inconvenient as possible? Dude, for both con.txt and Escapade--you're right, that isn't fair. If YOU need a shoulder to cry on, just let me know, because I'll be right there with you for sure.

Alternately, maybe we can hold it off with sleep deprivation, food, and good talk! ;-)