On Fried Brain Mush

I wrote a lot at work on Monday. I wrote a lot yesterday. I wrote even more than that today.

My brain feels like mush.

That’s been fried.

Fortunately, tomorrow I can sleep in. Take a nap, even.

I might even write the four-hundred word article on a Stephen King novel I’ve been assigned. That being an article that’s not due until next Thursday. Get it out of the way now. Beat the holiday rush. 😉

But for right now? I have fried brain mush. I recommend the red wine with that.

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