leaving work

So I showed up at work today, tired and sore, but ready to work. Tragically, all my work had been divvied up amongst my compatriots, such that there was no work left for me to do. In addition, as I got around to entering my hours for last week, I realized I had billed more than 90, meaning I could go an entire week without work, without consequence. And I promptly left and made a stop by the grocery store. Am now considering whether to stop by Neimans and Burberrys to return gifts I don't particularly like. Am also wildly depressed, for some reason related to Friday's collapse. Unusual, because usually these collapses are invigorating. Think perhaps I will sleep instead and see if that makes me feel any better. Next up is copious amounts of alcohol.