>be me
>2 am in the morning
>finally pain-free all day
>but also sleepy
>Downs goes down
>panicked message to
Boro
>Adam must've chided me: 'If you go to sleep, you'll miss the deadline.'
>set an alarm for on the phone one and a half hour before deadline (4:30 am)
>'You know that won't matter.'
>too tired to care
>sleep
>alarm goes off
>rustle, snooze, sleep
>brain snaps me awake
>5:51 am
>nine minutes left
>grab phone
>open the Downs
>misclick the Dead thread (sorry; I saw nothing I swear)
>look for the right thread
>from 14 pages when I went to sleep to 19 pages
>go to page 17
>5:58
>no time to read
>look at the vote tally
>
Mac got a bunch of consecutive moves
>'The Wolves must have made their move.'
>vote
Shasta
>fail at highlighting
>twice
>thrice
>then fail the village
In hindsight, missing the deadline would have been much better.