Today sucked. There, I said it. But really, it sucked a lot. I woke up and immediately knew things were not gonna go well. Before I went to bed I broke my kitchen light ON. Like, the pull string snapped and now it is permanently ON. So the morning was spent waiting for an electrician. Finally, I grew impatient so I went to the library. Nothing terrible occurred on my way there, but walking through the Botanic Garden on my way back was when I heard that a certain "something" was ending. Via text message. DOUCHENOZZLEDOM!
By the time I got home Farrah Fawcett had died. I tried to doze and watched Chaplin. A real pick me up. Talk about tears of a fucking clown. Yeesh! That guy's life sucked.
I cooked collard greens.
And then Michael Jackson died.
Not the best Thursday...no....
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