yawn

[hrj]

What am I doing at work at 11pm? Helping word-smith a set of complex inter-related documents that need to be in the e-mail by the time people get to the office in Germany Friday morning. There are worse things for one's career than ending up working late on a project with a dozen other people ... the rest of whom are all either managers or directors. Things got manic and silly. It was a bonding experience. I got pulled in so they'd have someone to tell, "Cut out all the unnecessary details in this section -- make it look more like that bit you wrote." Tired now.

Saw the tax man at lunch -- I seem to have provided all the necessary documents and information. He'll hash through the numbers this weekend then we'll have a second session next week sometime to finalize things.