The Definition of Sadness
2009 June 20
Admitting that your first thought when you woke up this morning was how the weather was going to affect someone else’s wedding (someone who you might have met once before, but who you don’t really know, and of course you’re not invited to that wedding). And no, it’s not me. This is why I don’t really participate in message boards anymore, choosing instead to leave random snarky comments (and probably the reason why I don’t have more female friendships—I go from quiet to cynical in .5 seconds).
My first thought this morning? Wondering if I’d be hung over, and also wondering how it is we’re going to get everything that’s on our list done today.
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