Senioritis

Remember when you couldn't be bothered to go to skool for the last month or two back in senior year? Well, at work today, it's like that for me. I'm hopping on the flying-thingie with the wings and visiting my old pal Rich in Los Hangeles tomorrow.

Ergo, anything equine-related is not rating very high on the Scurve-O-Meter. Ready to pack and bail.