Oh. So. Tired. I think I forgot to mention that it is deadline time for me again, but yeah, it’s here. It’s going pretty smoothly for me, and I think I’ve managed to pull off a few nice layouts for the issue. But man am I tired. “Working late” takes on a whole new meaning when you’re three timezones away from the other people on your team who are “working late.” Last night I worked closely with my dad to finalize an article on invasive species until around midnight. We usually work through instant messaging, since it’s so late here and the telephone might wake up the kids or husband (my office/crafty room is right next door to the kids). All in all, it’s pretty fun. The IMs are a lot like office banter, so it feels more like I’m actually over there hanging out working my tail off with everybody else.