Okay. I really have nothing. Really. Zero idea what I want to write.
More importantly, the mechanism in my head that usually toys around with ideas isn’t toying. I’m not sure how to turn it back on. I should maybe try hitting myself over the head with things. Or my old standby of banging my head on my desk.
There’s a chance something will come along in the next two days. But I get the feeling that it’s going to be a bang-my-head-on-my-desk sort of weekend.
I should buy some Advil.