This is why I never feel rested after a full night of sleep.

I was at work on the phone to my Canuckian bossboss who kept asking me if I had gotten the Justice Department files yet (because corporate whore copywriters often deal with that kind of thing). The conversation took forever because Jan Levenson from The Office kept bugging me to go outside and smoke cigarettes with her only I didn’t want to because I was obsessed with the fact that after he adopted a baby girl birthed by Sister #3 Jason Kottke, whom I had loaned all my fiction books to, was trying to sell my entire collection of books on Flickr.