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Sunday 25 May 2008 | someone left a cookie
The B. has gone on his final seed-collecting field trip of the season. I went with him yesterday and was, in my estimation, a total drag. Today I am also a total drag but at least I am not inflicting it on anyone but the cat, whose primary concern anyway is whether she has the fatty anti-furball kibbles in her bowl as well as the fiber-filled low-cal ones.
Cannot type anything that is not ragingly self-deprecating.
I have thoughts but they are too fragmented to organize into sentences, much less paragraphs. It’s gone all 2006 in my brain.
What do you do, when you’re trying not to scream?
I know! I’ll go to the fabric store! At least if I scream there, they’ll probably understand. “Oh, I love that linen too!”
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you were not a total drag. You weren’t even approximating being a drag of any slight kind. I told you so in meatspace but figured it isn’t official until I tell you so here. so there.