Editing Gregory Fulton/Diaries (section)

== 02/13/99 ==
I am literally weak-kneed. Except for writing this entry, all I intend to do is just sit in my office chair and do everything I possibly can to do nothing.

As of 8:30 Saturday, February 13, we're calling it good Barring last-second crash bugs, the game is done.

It's 9:30, and with the realization the game is done, already I'm beginning to crash.

After crunching for so long, the crash is the aftereffect. This is the time when you finally realize you can relax and return to a somewhat normal life. This is also the flag signaling the release of all the pent-up stress and illness you've been holding off by sheer will for the past six months. Thus... crash.

Wow.

We're done.