A picture of my (previously abandoned) office immediately after I start blogging:
And that’s why I’m not working for the rest of the week. Because none of these cats understands how important my job is. And also because I really want to watch Doctor Who. And because I’m tired and sort of whiney. And because I’m going to see my parents for a few days so I can eat out of a chuck wagon in full 1800′s period clothes in the middle of an abandoned and (hopefully) haunted fort. On purpose. It’s sort of a long story. I’d explain it all here but I can’t because I’m taking the rest of the week off.
PS. Is this the most pointless blog post in the history of ever? Probably.