I feel yucky and blah. I don't even feel like working tonight.
I'm also staring to wish I had held the last couple of chapters until after the holidays. I might want to hold next week's chapter. It might not have been our best work.
And I also found out today that Gene Hackman has been shopping on and off at the Bed, Bath, and Beyond at the Beaches store. Why not ours? :(
I hate you, Sunday.
I'm now going to eat chocolate-covered popcorn and forget you happened. Might even have a glasses or two of Pama with it.