It's 4:00 in the morning, and I am done! I have been done for a little over a half an hour, and I'm still in shock. I can't believe I'm done... but I'm done. It's over! Oh, and thank sweet fuckin' Christ too.
Behold! The fruits of my labor! (The random rectangles are the oddly shaped proscenium traps. I did not screw up thx verreh much.)
I'm very proud of myself. That being said, I never want to draft again, omfg. And now, sleep.