7.30.2003
 
You know that you're almost about to pass out when you're painting your lips with the last of the coffee and some red gouache mixed together (because the two match perfectly; gouache has a naturally sweet taste) and looking at anything resembling something from Doogie Howser makes you want to vomit.

I need a big load of happy.

On the plus side, that means that everyone else is happy. Go them.

note to self: never engage in combative conversation with the grandma while on a severe, nerve-twitching coffee buzz

It's quickly turning into one of those "I give up on everything" days.

Dammit, happy, get your ass over here!

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