Stupid internal clock. I need to find the off button. My boss told me to take comp time, and no patients wanted to come in this morning anyway. I really am not feeling guilty, but it feels so weird to be lying on the couch in my pjs at 9 am on a weekday. Actually, any day. I'm always going before now even on a weekend.
Anyway, I have all kinds of posts that have been building up, and today I have time that I need to write them all. (Why do I suddenly feel the need to practice my evil laugh like Dr. Horrible?) I may not post any more today, but then there will be posts in the future for those days when I actually go to work before 2 pm.
Btw, I love Dr. Horrible. Found it this weekend, and it provided about 38 minutes of fantastic entertainment. (Unfortunately, it's 42 minutes long; the ending was unexpected for me. Well written, and I think it makes it a better flick, but I still didn't like it. Hard to explain without giving it all away.) As a slight warning, Captain Hammer does provide some PG-13 moments, just so you know.