Worky worky

Tomorrow I have to go to work. I haven't been at work for 4 days. When I was in 4th grade I had a teacher named Mrs. Carol who, the week after each school vacation, called me Spiderweb Brain. I feel like a Spiderweb Brain, and I don't feel like going back to work ever again ever. It's not because I don't like my job, it's because I like vacation more than anything in the world except some people I really like a lot. And in order to have a vacation, one must, a. have a job, or b. go to school. So I think I've just convinced myself not to be so sad about going to work tomorrow. Ta da!

I am a magician.