Out of Temper

So here I sit on Friday afternoon, with essentially nothing to do. There's some editing I expect to be doing sometime the afternoon, if the person I'm waiting on gets done reviewing and hands off his changes to add to mine. And I have been so tired and so bored for so long that I really no longer have much interest in doing even that miniscule bit of work.

Because it is miniscule, and it will not fill up the rest of the day until time to leave - and then there's this week's circus regarding "time to leave."

( this week's circus )

( spoiled brat )

( anything else, Mrs. Lincoln? )