So it's 5am in San Francisco, which is 7am at home, and I'm hiding in the bathroom and trying not to wake up Margot and Koleeta (thanks for the macbook, Mitzi), because I absolutely can't sleep. It's mostly my fault for having a ridiculous backward sleep schedule, but I napped a lot this evening and there are the strangest noises here. I mean, I
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