I've been in a horrible mood all day. I feel sort of like kicking a baby.* If I said something mean to you today I won't feel sorry about it until tomorrow. But don't worry, it'll happen. It always happens.
Today is Friday. I'm going to gorge myself on pizza, get high off of some instant coffee and read Persuasion which is shaping up to be one of the best books I have ever read REGARDLESS of the fact that I have seen the 1995 version of the movie more times than I can count and every day for the past week and a half.
I'm feeling the collage vibe lately. This one's in progress.
*clearly, I would never kick a baby. I do not kick babies. I do not kick babies, puppies, or bunnies. I might kick your cat though. Because he deserves it.