My brain is suspiciously quiet this morning.Â I suspect it’s up to no good.
Need more information.
I wish we got spring break off too.
It’s a Big Star kind of morning.
Less than 10% of graduating high school seniors in MI are prepared for college.Â Let’s throw more money at the problem.Â That’s worked so well so far.
I’m so glad we didn’t lose power.
I actually forget that Kevin Costner exists.
Apparently faking a smile is bad for your mental health.
Why is Bart Simpson trending on Twitter?
Extra glad I don’t live in Chicago today.Â Every time I turn around there’s another reason to avoid that town.
Apparently it is Bart Simpson’s birthday.
I actually just said under my breath “Son of a gosh.”Â Â WTF?
Wow.Â Castro’s not dead yet?
Maybe my tooth is cracked.
I feel like if I look outside it’ll be springy even though I know it’s 16 degrees and covered in ice.
Now I want a cinnamon roll.
Also you should be reading Muir’s cartoon.
I am so cold.
Please hurry up and stop eating whatever crunchy thing it is that you’re eating because I’m tired of listening to you.
I am not having a happy hair day.Â I’m thinking about dying the silver streak a nice plum color.
My job is giving me line hypnosis.
This is cool.
Four and a half hours of Big Star later I finally get to the Ballad of El Goodo.Â It’s about time.
I need a universal translator to interpret these emails.Â This stuff is crazy.
We’re supposed to get more freezy rain tonight.Â That hardly seems fair.
American Spectator, I am seriously considering unsubscribing to your emails.Â Really.Â Take it down a notch.
I feel like people are staring at me this week.Â It’s a very strange thing.
If gas prices continue to climb I’m not even going to be able to afford to drive to work.
Oh it’s Oscar weekend.Â I will not be watching.
I think I might be somnambulating.
She has been bitching about her boyfriend since she walked in the door this morning.Â How many ways can you rehash your fight?Â Either make up or move on already.
Maybe I need a logo.Â I like the Ruger logo.Â I want a t shirt with just the Ruger logo on it.Â Maybe I just need Legos.
I feel like I’m going to go to my grave yelling “NO!Â Miss is NOT a suffix!”
I.Â wow.Â Interesting.Â This is just a giant mess.Â And no one listened to me.Â Whatever.
Refill refill refill.Â Yes or no.Â I don’t know!
This day has rapidly turned to suck.Â Wonderful.
No, I don’t think I’ll ever be crocheting my own Oprah doll, thank you very much.
I really think I should open a logic school.Â I’d make a fortune.
And there’s the silver cloud in that lining.