Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Farewell, Meeps! We hardly knew ya....

Last night, our distinguished English bachelor ridded himself of my favorite bachelorette, Meeps. I'm not sure what her real name is. She was awesome though. He led the poor girl on, and at the end she honestly felt they might get married. So when he neglected to hand her a rose, she called him a "complete douchebag." Yes!!!!!! Meeps, I loved you before, but now you're my fucking hero!

In other news, when I woke up this morning, I was extremely pissed off. Just pissed, for no particular reason. Everything pissed me off. Getting up at 6:30 - what a crock! Dirty bathroom - thorn in my side! Dirty house in general - the rage is building! Have to go to work - why not just drive off a cliff on the way there?! I snapped up my new "The Essential Neil Diamond," a pair of awesome Neil Diamond CDs, because if you can't be cheered up by Neil Diamond then you are a satan worshipper. So I got in the car and tried to open the goddamn CD case. Got the plastic wrap off the case, then wrestled endlessly with that demonic sticky tape crap that they put on those things. Long story short, I never got the tape off during the drive to work, and then I was even more pissed off than before. So I brought the CD in to the office with me, determined to listen to it on my computer. I finally got the thing playing, popped headphones on my ears, and ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Who doesn't love them a little, "Cherry, Cherry"? Who doesn't crack a smile at "I am ... I said"?

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