Give it to me.

I have a goal.

It's very simple.

Actually it's a combination of various little goals.

First, I will not engage in an ounce of any intellectual activity for the rest of today, save for the brain function necessary to blink, breathe and eat.

Second, I will go to an extravagant, chichi seafood restaurant in the city, order an extravagant, chichi dish, and eat it.

Third, and most importantly, I will get drunk.

Very

Very

Very

Very

Drunk.

I had a long week.

I did a lot of work.

I am

emotionally

and

physically

exhausted.

I need the weekend.

Right here.

Right now.

Hard.