Met up with Snore. He covered everything that happened today pretty well. I'm still beat up and out of sync with my normal happy fun loving self, and he didn't get ALL the details perfect, but he got most of them. He found out from an ancient evil from an ancient land that Time Lord just stabbed me in the back. I believe him, because too many things add up.
Not going to be able to verify that until I'm down to 2 days remaining, at least. Meanwhile, if what's going on in Newark is what I think is going on, tomorrow's going to be one hell of a day.
I need a bottle of Woodford's Reserve. It's a bourbon kind of night. It'll have to wait though. I need a clear head tomorrow.