I don't want to go to your birthday party tonight. I'm sorry. I love you. And I want to celebrate you so hard! I'm so glad we've become good friends. And I hope, in the future, we become even better friends. But tonight is not the night. I'm halfway through a giant cup of coffee, it's barely 1pm, and I'm already exhausted. Mentally. Physically. Spiritually. My contacts are dry AF. I have a list of tasks for work that will not be finished today, nor tomorrow. And the idea of going out to eat,...