Fifteen minutes ago I was in a bad mood. It's not even twelve, and I've been up for as many hours as I have fingers on my right hand which is FAR too many hours to be up. I sat through the first half of my French class wanting to kill everything, despite thorough caffeination [made up word] thanks to one of the many local Starbucks. Then I came back home and continued the bad mood.
Then 5 minutes ago I loaded dooce on a whim. I haven't read it in a while because I've been rearranging my bookmarks trying to find an order that I like, and as a result of the mess I lost out on reading a few of my regulars. Two entries in and I had fallen off my chair laughing so hard. To me this says one of two things: This woman is comedic genius, or I'm sick and twisted.
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