Hell, you don’t even get bad karaoke.
Woke up crabby, been crabby most of the day. I’ve got one nerve left and EVERYONE is stepping all over it.
I meant to write something meaningful in here but I’m unable to even do that.
Calgon take me away!
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close eyes….
breath….
repeat….
It’s times like these when being a sadist would come in handy. I mean, doesn’t beating the crap out of someone just sound like a faaaaabulous idea on days like these? Maybe it’s just me, maybe I’m just some sort of latent psychopath….