Glorious. These are now the comments I get. I mean, who doesn't love funny spam?
Me. Tonight. Because I feel like I've been run through the wringer (hey, 1900, I'm talking to you) and apparently illness means that I have absolutely no sense of humor.
Napping helped. Having to sign away my civil liberties to get some damn psuedoephedrine did not. (Thanks lots, meth heads! Enjoy gumming your food!)
I promise to come back with wit and cunning and more interesting stories. Right now, I'm just hoping my head doesn't explode.
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