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For a radical change of pace,

I came into work today.

Dude,

tell me a joke or something,

please.

It's Sunday again, so

Final Count:

93.5

'Course, I'm still here...

For those following along at home:

Hours worked since Sunday:

82

It seemed like a good idea:

In a glass of Coke-a-Cola,

non-dairy creamer

sits on top of the foam

and won't dissolve.

Because I am morbidly curious:

Hours worked since Sunday:

66.5

Got to the top of the

vertical wall!

(With a little help from my friend.)

That Beatles song,

"Eight Days a Week"

makes sense now.

Hours worked since Sunday: 56.

If I could just get over

this silly addiction to sleep...

I'm going cold turkey.

The end is in sight.

And I mean that

in a good way.