Countdown!!!!!

20 minutes til Little Gordon comes one!!!! I feel like it should be a holiday. If I had a real job, I'd be pissed I hafta go into work tomorrow. But I don't, so I will instead theoretically wave my hands, screaming with indignation over such a thing. All on another eve of waking up at 4:30, hoping the sound of my panicked sobbing is drowned out by my masturbatory ministrations and anguished out-loud praying to God sleeping til 3pm and eating bon bons, then strolling throughout the neighborhood getting into hijinks with my wise-cracking pals.