well, that's over

Cheese and crackers! I just completed a week of work. (You must understand, I live for not working.) I am slaving for Uncle Sam -- you remember him? he's refunding me so I can pay our loser governor -- and it was almost complete chaos, with lots of forms. After all that, I need a bourbon and cider. (You’re an adult, you figure out the proportions to your liking; if you’re not an adult, ask one you shouldn’t be reading this.)