Good morning, all! There's been no word whatsoever from the California office, and I am assuming that we have indeed lost the lease and returned to Square One. This has been depressing me since last Thursday when everything concerning the lease suddenly went from fact to question, and I think it's time for me to look for other work, much as I like my colleagues. I don't know what I'll find, since no one's beating down my door at the moment, but all of us in this office angst deserve better treatment than we're getting.
This morning I have more notes to transcribe and some adjustments to continue in my reports. After that, the NYPL.
TOD:
BEST: The Taming of the Shrew, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf
WORST: Cleopatra, Boom