The mail should resume tomorrow or later this week, and I am beyond glad – I can’t possibly win the More Things Delivered Than You contest at work if I’m not constantly getting mail. I have things to ship out, too, like porn and baby presents. I sure hope I don’t get those two packages mixed up. What a hilarious sitcom-esq scenario that would be!
I’m feeling kind of pithy today. I’ve mouthed off to famous people on Twitter, quoted Chumbawamba at another person’s deep thoughts, and am generally just prickly and full of brambles all over. I don’t think I got enough sleep last night, even though it seems I slept all weekend. Where is all my energy? I’m not just tired, I’m tired of everything. I think I need to make some sweeping changes in my lineup and other sports analogies.
I have a 4-day weekend coming up. This cannot get here soon enough.
I’ve earned the right to be this boring, damnit!