When asked what my plans were for this weekend, I realized that my plans were, in fact, nothing. After the last few hectic weeks, I am so happy to say that I have nothing to do this weekend. It's a four-day weekend for me (Fridays off in the summer, and Monday's the Fourth), so I have a lot of time in which to do absolutely nothing. Nothing, people. You're not going to get me to make any plans. No, I'm not going to see a particular movie. No, I'm not going to catch up on my reading. No, I'm not going to try to learn CSS and whip up a stunning new web site. (Besides, the Blogger boys are on the problem. I have faith that they'll fix this in no time. Until then, I may or may not remove each piece of offending code by hand after publication. It depends on how my OCD is that day. Deal with the ugliness, people. I am.)
Suffice it to say, I'm making no plans. Except to sleep as much as possible. And is that a plan, really?
Update: The boys come up with a fix!
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