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A long day was expected. I worked and then some, but at the end of the day, my new VP invited us all to his fantabulous MTV-cribs pseudo-mansion in the hills and we were beer floating until further notice. When the ticker ran out, those few of us left went to a local brewpub for sustenance. All is fair in love and war… given drinking amongst Canadians, I had to hold back significantly to keep them from falling ill. I’m back at the hotel now… moderately tired, sufficiently damaged emotionally, and ready for bed. I seriously have no expectation for bettering my state, but I have to admit the wound feels fresher than ever atm. There’s no blood like fresh blood.