And I don't mean slam dancing, for those of us young enough to remember that mosh pit craze. My high school best friend and I participated on several occasions; I can't remember which one of us would be the first to get knocked out. Since I can't remember, I'm going to assume it was always me.
No, I'm talking about slammed with work. This week has been c-r-a-z-y, especially at my real life day job. Which means I'm brain dead when I get home. Which means I don't feel like doing any of the other jobs that must be done. And I'm woefully behind. I'll catch up, of course (this weekend, I'd imagine), but my To Do list makes me want to have a drink -- or several.
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