I am feeling too blah for words today.

There is only one cure I can think of:

dreaming about a new kitten.

Look how cute the one I have used to be!

Or maybe an extended cuddling session with this grown-up kitty named Peach.

She grew up awful cute.

Please note that “working for another six hours” is not a valid cure for any blahs.

And to that, I say: double blah.