The previous entry is a weird place to keep you hanging. I ordered pizza for the meeting. It was fine, except 7 of the 20 pizzas I ordered didn’t get touched (I counted on the estimates of my more-experienced colleagues), so we donated them to the homeless shelter across the street.

Still haven’t been getting sleep, though. Soon (I hope) I’ll be rolling out, which will draw a clear distinction between my personal thoughts and my professional life, as I’ve planned.