Three Things

[lanienc]

(1) To the canoodling married couple sitting across from me on the R train last night reading Walt Whitman to each other in hushed undertones: screw you people.  Yeah, we get it, you're blissfully happy and erudite and adorable.  Bite me.

(2) I was attacked this morning by falling plasticware.  In. The. Face.  WAH!!!!  Yeah, so I was reaching up to

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[flower76]

Owie. :( **sympathy**