damn the muse

I crashed and burned this weekend. I've also found that as much as I would like to forget this law crammed in my brain, it keeps popping out at the weirdest moments. That and I keep waking up in the middle of the night questioning whether I identified all the issues in this essay or that essay.

Seriously, this must stop.

Of course this has not prevented real life from spilling in. It made me realize that I kind of didn't miss it that much. Only a tiny bit. It's the stress, ya see. Alright, alright, anything is better than barzam. But methinks the general concensus is I need a vacation!