Clockwatching
It’s not even that I’m having a hard day (I’m choosing not to. I can have one tomorrow instead. But I don’t have the capacity for it today), but man, I could sure use a real, bona fide hug right now. Even if I have to pay someone to do it. *hugs self*
Completely unrelated (although going off-topic is the nature of this blog), weekend videos have surfaced of the Jedi pinata. That was one bitchin’ little burro — it took three 8-year-olds to massacre his papier-maiche ass. Because, of course, the adults couldn’t do it. 😉