Thursday was a national holiday and I took full advantage of the day off. I acknowledge that my DNA chemically changed and that I temporarily de-evolved into a non-vertebrae human slug hybrid.
I woke up early, got a bowl of leftovers and got back in bed. I spent the entire day rotating between Sudoku puzzles and reading the last book of the Millenium Series. Living on a balanced diet of sliced cheese and homemade dulce de leche, I only got up to relocate to the couch on the front porch.
It was such a satisfying experience that I maintained my slug-state through Friday and Saturday. All this 100% guilt free because slugs don’t feel that emotion. Scientific fact.