I rolled out of bed this morning, thinking, "Yay, Friday!" - but it isn't. Not yet.
One more day. I think I can hang in there until then, but just for the record, this has been the longest, drag-assed week of the year. Safe to say, I'm ready for it to be over.
That said, I do believe I need coffee. And chocolate. And maybe a marathon of The Terrible Thunder Lizards to get me through. Yes, it paints a picture of worthlessness, but for today, it sounds like a plan.