I really apologize for the lame owl joke in the title. But apparently it got you here, so maybe I don't apologize. I guess we do what we gotta do, right?
Long, crappy day, and now I'm capping it off by...working? What is wrong with me. A mixture of anxiety and workaholism? Psht. You don't know my life!
Well, maybe you do. But at least workaholism is one of the most acceptable -aholisms. Have you ever thought about the fact that we call people addicted to any manner of things *that thing*-aholics? Even though "alcoholic" has the "ohol" in the actual word? But I guess "workic" or "chocic" or "shopic" don't sound very catchy.
Anyway, I've rambled enough. I'm up working, like a moron, because I'm anxious about tomorrow. But what I really want is some clever conversation to distract me from all of it. Will you be that engaging, banter-y lady that will help me forget all my troubles for a bit?
Let's stay up a while and chat?
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