Your Brain. Let Me Lick It.
Friends, Romans, netizens... lend me your enthusiasm.
No, really. I'm about three-fourths of the way through this last great vocational hell-cycle, and it is broiling the joy from my very pores.
So do me this one great favor, and tell me what you're excited about right now. It doesn't need to be big or profound - it can be your favorite new show or your fantasy football team or your level eleventy-five elf-lord space-ranger. Basically, I want to hear about that thing you have to consciously keep yourself from nattering on about, in the most gushing, shameless detail you can muster. Do this for me - let me taste the sweet nectar of your brain-space - and I shall ask nothing more!
CHEESE, Gromit!
No, really. I'm about three-fourths of the way through this last great vocational hell-cycle, and it is broiling the joy from my very pores.
So do me this one great favor, and tell me what you're excited about right now. It doesn't need to be big or profound - it can be your favorite new show or your fantasy football team or your level eleventy-five elf-lord space-ranger. Basically, I want to hear about that thing you have to consciously keep yourself from nattering on about, in the most gushing, shameless detail you can muster. Do this for me - let me taste the sweet nectar of your brain-space - and I shall ask nothing more!
CHEESE, Gromit!