A miraculous thing has happened this week (and no, it is not related to my bodily functions).

I made it through a full five-day workweek without feeling like an utterly incompetent retard; with the exception of forgetting about a semi-important meeting until too late and having to attend in sneakers and jeans, I did not make a total ass of myself. Hallelujah! Dear God, please help me keep on truckin’.

So I greet the start of the weekend with not just my usual sense of relief, but also a feeling of accomplishment: I did it. Maybe I’m not such an idiot after all…