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.