I’m taking an ass-dragging day. That’s not the same as a day off. On a day off, you do laundry and grocery shopping and maybe catch up on a favorite DVR’d show with a cup of java and a cat on your lap. An ass-dragging day is where you are so tired you literally cannot lift your buttocks from the linoleum. You simply have to lay there until the lightning strike of fatigue allows you to move your limbs again. So here I am, cheeks immoveable. Let the sighing commence.