On Lassitude, Or, The Dog Days Of Summer
This morning when I came into work and got my initial glass of water, a coworker of mine was cleaning up some spilled coffee and commented that it was the Mondayest of Wednesdays. I commented, in light of the fact … Continue reading On Lassitude, Or, The Dog Days Of Summer
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