Apparently today is National Hey You Got Some Shmutz on your Head Day. Sadly, I am shmutzless. I feel rather less than festive.
Today is the last day of my arduous work week. Hallelujah. Three ten hour workdays here in the Cube Farm leave me with creative impotence. I just can’t get it up. But I’ll sleep in a little tomorrow morning, regain my verve, and be ready to start back in on my BDSM quickie for Ellora’s Cave. There’s nothing like a story with lots of hot bondage to burn the remnants of the Dilbertesque portion of my week away.