There will come soft-serve rains

The construction workers/window washers/whatever-they-were finished early(ish) today, only being insanely loud and disruptive until a little after lunchtime. I spent most of the day waist-deep in the big muddy, editing — or rather mostly reformatting — a manuscript, which really could not be more problematic in its formatting if it tried. No, wait, I take that back, not least because there’s a tiny part of me that’s afraid the manuscript itself may be reading this and will have its revenge before I get in tomorrow. (Not really. But yeah.) Truth is, I’ve run into worse manuscripts, messier formatting, bigger problems. But oh man, my head? It asplode.
Otherwise, the day was pretty uneventful. We had another birthday celebration for another co-worker — I’m seriously starting to think everyone I work with was born in June — with red velvet cake (and cupcakes) instead of cookies. It’s a tough life. And the heat continued to rise, slacking off just a little this evening when the skies opened up and it poured rain. But, seriously, when you start talking about the weather, and it’s not even particularly interesting weather…