...and tomorrow, and tomorrow, creeps in its petty pace from day to day...
Tomorrow is also the last day - for a while, I hope - that I'm working these crazy shift hours. So after tomorrow I'll be able (and have more energy) to take the time I want to spew a larger volume of meaningless crap than I have been the last few days.
But first, laundry.
Eddie looks pretty much about how I feel right now.
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