through a string of miscommunications and fuckups - some my fault, some not - i just came a hairsbreadth from losing my route, and i had to call lisa and basically grovel to keep it. and now i am very tired but, for an unrelated reason which is my fault, i will be up for an hour or so, and then i will go back to sleep. on the freeway.
i found a door today, downtown, in the side of a parking garage/bank/office building. it was wide open. inside was a sterile pale yellow staircase winding up out of sight. on the door was a sign reading Office Hours 6AM-6PM. there was no indication anywhere of what their business might in fact be. i will go find out sometime. perhaps tomorrow, i will be going downtown anyway.