Tuesday Haiku

It's my Monday, which means this week will plod to Friday*. The only saving grace is the stack of projects that I want to complete. (Hint: they're all writing related.)

Anyway, my brain wouldn't function today at all, so I thought a bad haiku was in order.

The rook called. I listened.
O’er the crest, Reaper smiled
In his arms I lie

Despite the moribity of the haiku content, I'm in a cheerful mood. I get to read Sideways Arithmetic from Wayside School for the day job and I sat in a giant's chair yesterday.

* Why this is always the case with shortened weeks is beyond me.
Last.fm hit of the day: Star War by Backyard Babies