...of rain that doesn't cool you down, wind that doesn't make you feel free, no exercise, no sketches, no high school reunion, two sickly monkeys on your back and a massive, mindbending headache equals one Super-Indecisive Sorry-Ass Sloth-like Simon. I think it's my natural state.
I really have no inspiration or inclination to wake up and go to work tomorrow. Or I guess that's now technically later this morning.
But it will not beat me. I won't let it this time.