I’m about to turn off the lights, listen to the rain harmonizing with my laptop fan, and try to sleep. I give up. No great sprint will take this underdog to the front of the NaNoWriMo pack today. I just need my rest.
Therefore, I ask you, dear Johnny Mathis — nay, I beg — will you please put a cork in it? I know you are a talented and genial entertainer, and I know Pandora kindly installed “Small World” and “What Will My Mary Say” in my brain to help with my novel writing, but they left said songs on infinite loop and turned the volume up to eleven (it’s one louder). So, my dear Johnny Mathis, I’m just saying…STFU!
That is all.