Hot and tired. Up early to the office, then to the gym. Long walk this afternoon.
Bills and letters out the door.
Not to whine, but up to here with editors pissing and moaning about their work load. Rejection rationales, etc. Reject away. It’s your job. But don’t put on the hair shirt for the people submitting. We’re the reason you sell subscriptions, remember? We do the work, you judge it. Isn’t that enough?
Okay. No diatribes this evening. Going to shut the windows, enjoy the air conditioning and hope tomorrow is more productive.