It’s gotten to where I hate holidays. I like days off, but when you call it a holiday, it inevitably sucks for me and others.
There’s no reason I should be laying in bed at 9:30pm blogging with my Blackberry on the penultimate night of my birthnakah weekend, yet here I am.
The writer’s block I am currently feeling seems similar in size to a major office building.
Hooray.
What say you?