Yes, it’s 4:14pm on a day when I thought I’d be able to make a break for it at 3pm, and I’m STILL at work. Why do people send me work to do at 2:30pm when everyone knows this is a worthless work week? Ugh.

Anyway, I finally got it done, and I’m about to pack up and get on the train. My eyes hurt. I think working makes them worse. Here’s hoping I win the lotto on January 1st. Not that $1 million is enough to quit my job, but maybe enough go on a hiatus for a while.