Aug 23


Sorry for the woe-is-me pity-party poetry in the below post. I’m havin’ one of those “first weekend home after a great vacation” kind of weekends, meaning that all of a sudden my total lack of a social life feels all the more aparrent. One weekend I’m hanging with some of my best friends in the whole wide world (who only happen to live one time zone too far to the east), and the next weekend I’ve surfed Straight Dope, drank hot tea, sung along to TMBG and entertained the cat just about as much as I care to, and now I’m now officially Bored Beyond Belief. Bleah.

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