Yeah! But, after a while, even the piano-player in the whorehouse gets sick of things.
I used to love glazed DoNuts, until I worked in a bakery.
Imagine what it's like staring at a computer, with a deadline, jet-lag, without a thing to say, and 3000 word worth of space to say it in. Oh, yeah! Almost forgot; youre also supposed to be informative, interesting, imaginative, and hopefully funny.
"Do you know why a Raven is like a writing-desk?" Answer: They both wait patiently as men die.