Sickness, Sleepiness, and Ben Franklin

Well, my friends, my winter break is over.

12 glorious days of sleeping in, gluttony, and depraved mule whisperings – all now vanished, like pudding in the pudgy fingers of Rosie O’Donnell.

I wish I could sit here and ramble on with tales of mischief and ribaldry from my break, but I really don’t have any. I mostly just sat around and did stuff. I briefly thought about getting a haircut, but then I ended up just taking a nap instead. Pretty cool, I guess.

One point of moderate interest was the welcomed arrival of our cat, Ben Franklin. He took a cue from my utter lack of initiative and laid around the house. In fact, here is a photographic representation of him laying on my lap while I was halfheartedly writing a post.

It wasn’t all sleeping and snacking though. Occasionally the cat would take the opportunity to spaz out, as you can see in this video. This behavior merited vicious beatings on my part.

All in all, I would rate this an above-average winter break. Long periods of sloth and illness interspersed with bursts of focused aggression – this is regrettably the only way I am able to enjoy myself.

Also, I ate at a Denny’s.