7:50 – feeling: dazed and feral. Experiencing consequences of yesterday’s abuse of cold medicine. Maybe I could go to the doc and get some proper amphetamines. What kind of medical complaint would I have to pretend to have…? O_o

I’m really struggling with these last couple of troublespots. I think I’m about to be a spot myself — a skidmark, left behind by the arse of this story.

9:39 – only that bit on page 4 to go, after finding some additional bits that seemed to urgently need mucking around with. I put back the loitering presence, because it does serve as a bridge between the mundane and the strange, or shows the strangeness always latent in the mundane. But now it’s “belonging to the afternoon” rather than “of the afternoon”. I think it makes a difference. Frehley says he wants to be back on Jendell by lunchtime.

10:41 – UNCLE!