Caught up on all the urgent e-mail, huzzah. Made doro wat out of leftover chicken to eat with leftover injera because I cannot abide wasting food; was pleased that I had some berbere powder on hand. Doesn’t taste quite like the restaurant’s, but not bad. Have about an hour and a half until the next thing, wondering if I can squeeze in a quick revision of an essay. I think so; it was pretty clean, so this is just brief line edits. I’d hoped to revise my chapter of Tremontaine today, but last night’s bad sleep is making that doubtful; think that’s going to have to wait ’til Thursday. So it goes…
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