Friday PM

I owe ten million emails, I should look at my bills, I should put away laundry, but I'm SO tired I'm going to just take my pills and go. to. bed.

If any dear readers are those to whom I owe a missive, have heart. My archaic and stilted diction will grace your mailbox soon, and then won't you be sorry.

(NB. Whilst composing this little entry, I fell asleep, sitting straight up, twice.)

Sweet repose and rest, and all that...