finally on sunday morning the day stops, daze of rest. i find myself with time to contemplate the previous few days, it's been a blur. long hours, loads of demands, telephones ringing through the night, hours of negotiations and strategy. i'm exhausted from working but that's what i do for a crust so i can't complain. 
anyway plans for today, get to the city, meet val in newtown for hash cookie antics. 
pan is back to normal, healthy, happy and mostly dreaming his days away in the sun. it's a dogs life.