Saturday is back, fulfilling the ancient prophecy and welcoming the cruelest of the old gods: Bilious, the oh god of hangovers.* If you’re not praying this morning, you didn’t do Friday right—try again tonight, and make me proud!
In the meantime, let’s get motivationalish! Yadda-yada, new people must click the Not Exactly Motivational link to catch up because we don’t let you ask questions otherwise; veteran followers must press the previously negotiated body parts against their webcams before continuing… standard stuff, I promise.
*Mind you, he hates me because I don’t get hangovers but it evens out because I don’t believe in him.