Going to go in a bit to try to shake the pit-of-my-stomach paralysis I seem to suffer on Saturdays. More than the other six, Saturdays have been the days I'd like the world to end. Spent the morning flipping aimlessly and hungrily through webpages. What I'm looking for isn't there; neither is it accomplishing any of the work to do. So soon I'll trudge to the office, pay some bills, and long for relief.