And the death toll of the hollidays rings

Bong! Bong, the last of the days of slack has evaporated and while the prospects of rejoing a "normal" sleeping schedule are... well not tempting in the least, i fear i have no choice in the matter. Still the hollidays are over, my liver is still with me I think. May the days of boredom and solitude be naught but the remembrance of a hangover and doing laundry.