Old roommate Jenny sent me a (belated) birthday present, and it's taking over my life. I love it. I don't want to work. I don't want to sleep. I don't want to eat, and I have been over two hours late to Mike's on more than one occasion because of it.
It's a motherfucking puzzle, and it's awesome.
I come home for lunch between my AM job and my PM job, and I have a good 35 minutes to relax and whatnot before I have to leave to catch the bus. And I almost missed the bus TWO DAYS IN A ROW because I was hunched over this glorious puzzle.
I'm about 25% done. But I don't want to be done, because I will no longer have a puzzle.
Solution: MORE PUZZLES.