My laptop has slowed to a crawl. I’m about halfway to my word count goal and Virgin Radio’s advert for some Christmas bullshit just nearly crashed the lyric of My Name Is Luka. I’d go back to Pandora, but it keeps playing James Blunt at me and further slowing my fucking Mac.

It’s 2:40am.

Just don’t as me how I am, just do-on’t ask me… how I am.