Lazy colourless day

Poseidon could not be arsed to make real waves today.

Ripples it is then.

Apparently there is a Leprechaun surfing competition going on.

I did not stay. I dragged my heavy carcass to the office and pretended to fire some half-arsed e-mails.

Can someone die from work related boredom?

This time last year, my favourite portrait of all times.