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Penelope, the goof. Yeah, that's me.Last night I had all the best intentions to do some more work. To go to the gym. To fix myself a healthy meal. And to relax with a good book. But no. None of that happened. I goofed off. At a basketball game no less. I sat in the suite and drank a few brews and cheered a few cheers. I even made faces at a little boy who was flirting with me. And I had fun. Then I went home and immediately went to bed.

Oh well.

We have to allow ourselves to have fun for that to remain reflected in our work. Or at least that's my excuse.