Mole-asses
From an email I sent to Kristin not too long ago:
"How, HOW can it only be 11:15?!?! This day is draaaaging and I am so cranky and unmotivated and all I want to do is watch movies and eat which will only produce a greater funk unlike any funk the world has ever known before parliament funkadelic."
I know, it's very Ann Coulter-ish to quote myself (shudder) but I reminisce on those lines simply to illustrate that in the 2 hours since writing them, my mood? She hath not changed. Plus I have random stains on my shirt that look like I couldn't be bothered to use napkins, or, oh, MY HANDS the last time I ate.
So, I'm going out to sit in the sun at lunch. The vitamin D and the cookie the size of my face that I will be buying from Firehook should soothe me. Briefly.
Thursday, July 29, 2004
"I'm not mad, I'm just sayin'."
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