April 16, 2005
A celebration of nothing.
I'm having a weird feeling this morning. It's the first weekend day in a long time when I haven't had some major obligation bearing down on me. Am I forgetting about something? I feel like I am. No, no, it's really a Saturday. A genuine Saturday. No article deadline. No moot court down at the courthouse. Nothing! Can it really be?
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Haven't you a sock drawer?
A splendid weekend to you and yours.
Of course a post like this requires the obligatory link to Office Space... and a reference to this scene:
Michael Bolton: You were supposed to come in Saturday. What were you doing?
Peter Gibbons: Michael, I did nothing. I did absolutely nothing, and it was everything I thought it could be.
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