Dearest Readers,
You know how sometimes at work you have an impossible deadline to meet, one that plagued you throughout the holidays and even compelled you to work on New Year's Day? A deadline that visits you in your sleep and has caused you to start sweating profusely out of just your left armpit? A deadline that could wreak bloody havoc on the world's trade winds if it is not satisfied? Yeah, that's the kind of deadline I'm currently in a cage match with. And after it's over I never want to see the printed word ever again. (A bummer for my doomed writing career.)
All this by way of saying: no new posts for the foreseeable future (at least Friday)! To console yourself, just watch a terrible youtube.
With regrets and erratic blood sugar levels,
seetimblog
