I daisy-chained the heck out of this head cold.
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It was something I’d wondered for years, myself. A.K., bless his heart, was sick with a cold a couple of weeks ago, a cold I should point out that he gave to everyone else. As a matter of fact, Amanda is currently sick with a cold that originated, I would imagine, in the nostrils of some other five-year-old in A.K.’s kindergarten class. Thankfully, it’s a private school. (I really ought to write for 30 Rock; that sounds just like something Jack would say). At any rate, A.K., while sitting at the dinner table two Sundays back, turned to me and asked point-blank: Where does...
What is it, the Internet or Prom? It’s neither; it’s Lies.
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There are a lot of things I'm not good at. Riding horses, for instance. I'm also not good with cars - thank The Lord Above I've not had a flat tire...yet. I'm not the best with copiers, and I wouldn't leave me alone for too long with nonvoters. Granted, I've got more than armful of diplomacy - I still also have a middle finger. And patience, too. I'm not always that good with patience. I often pretend to have it in spades, but it wears thin quickly when I'm faced with things, items, products, and gadgets that do not "do what they're supposed to...
Like mother, like martini…
See, this is how it started. I was filling out one of those ridiculous questionnaires - you know the type that base a great deal of your personality on random, pointless questions that once they've summarized your responses you find that it is at once both complete fluff and somehow absolutely accurate - they've all but infected Facebook. Yeah, so that's what I was doing instead of working...or, as I like to say, it was my smoke break...but, since I don't smoke, I just take 10-15, or 40 minutes or whatever and browse through onion.com or cnn.com or engrish.com, etc.
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