What's left -- straightening out the tangle where she's fooling around with Michael in the kitchen, and the confusion on 72. Part of me wants to just push through and finish this right now. But the saner part of me is saying that my fingers are starting to hurt and I've only had tea so far today. I'm going to go open a can of soup and watch some recorded Babylon 5. Fold some laundry. More work after lunch.