With the past week well in the rear view mirror, I look towards the recent past contained within the disaster of my inbox. So as to not waste any valuable time with my amazing word play, let’s get down to brass tacks.
The towel, she’s been thrown.
Truth be told, the day on which this is being ham-fistedly written is Thursday, but even of that I’m not totally sure.
Image of a black hole used to convey my absolute confusion regarding everything.