Totally fun, except that it’s past my bedtime every night, and I am exhausted. These crazy theater people live their lives a good two or three hours later than I do, and it’s starting to take its toll. And I knew it, too: I’ve had this experience before, and know what it does to me, but Beatrice wouldn’t let me stay away. Thankfully table work is over next week, and it will be another couple of weeks before I’m called back to be on book and check the accuracy of the text, which means a couple of weeks to try to catch up sleep before my schedule gets all thrown off again.

Well, there’s a place in San Francisco that’s doing sort of the same thing, but for building machines and inventions and stuff: TechShop. It’s set up exactly the way my idea would work, except that mine would be less expensive and for craft stuff. I just need some cash to start it up.