Bukowski

          I had an easy, easy day at work. The firm was originally to close at 3 p.m., which is the usual for the day before holiday breaks; the admins moved this up to 2 p.m., and then finally said "screw it" and said everyone could leave by 1 p.m. I went home to an empty apartment and was soon drunker than Bukowski. I arranged my pile of presents, decorated my room until I was too unsteady to stand, and fell asleep in a pile of paper sometime early the next morning.