Tuesday, the After Work Edition

I'm stuck at home craving sushi. There's a cat in my lap. I'm sleepy, contemplating brewing a pot of coffee. Or mixing some rum with a can of Diet Dr. Pepper. I can't decide between watching a movie or working on my play or laundry.

It's very quiet here. Servers are whirring, at least 3. Jer's computer is on, its back facing me. No music, just the sounds of my fingers on the keyboard and my breathing. In the distance, traffic.

I'm not sure this is good for me.