Attn: art,
I am suffering (from a lack of sleep) for you.
Also, I now understand why Liz Lemon wakes up with lettuce in her hair and can’t muster much more than a stroll on her tread mill in the morning.
I like weekday sex, though. And actual exercise helps to keep the words coming. Speaking of – a climax tends to be even more inspirational. Liz should really try stuffing her hoo hah rather than her face. With some Jack Donaghy, perhaps.
I’d watch that.
