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More spraying, before it got too windy too spray. Opened my silly mouth this morning, talking to Director: he said the greenhouse was the only building on campus he'd not been to before, and I told him to go over sometime, and Donna would give him a tour. He returns with, "You could give me a tour--what are you doing this afternoon?"

Shuttling Director through the greenhouse, I guess. Oh well. They pay me by the hour.

Didn't get anything artsy done last night--I had hoped to, after rehearsal, because I was wound up and very grumpy. BUT, I lucked out this morning. The guy from print shop who's been giving me paper stopped in to have the print shop delivery van looked at, and he was killing time this morning, so he looked at the three books I've done so far, and gave me a very helpful critique. Not that I needed more ideas, mind.....

I should come up with things to put in the books, if I'm going to be doing more of this. I'm already tired of people expecting to see pictures or something in them, rather than looking at how it's put together.