Get ready for a visual

Because I am currently jumping up and down while kicking my own butt in the manner of a deranged self-loathing cheerleader.

The weather pixie and her 50s sundress are not lying, folks. It is indeed 73--no, wait, 79 glorious Fahrenheit degrees outside. Wanna know where I am, though? I am in the computer lab working on a paper.

Wanna know where I could be? I could be at the flipping seaside right now. WR invited me because he's driving there to measure somebody's back garden or some junk for work. I said yes but then changed my mind because I needed to be responsible and productive today.

He's probably there right now, on the beach, burning himself bright pink.

Somebody kill me please.

And then this nasty lady told me not to eat my Reese's Peanut Butter cup in the computer lab. Does she even know how long it's been since I've had a Reese's Peanut Butter cup? I'm pretty sure she read my answer in my Glowing Red Eyes of Death, which probably burned holes into her skin.

Sigh . . . and now back to work. Maybe I'll go stick my head outside for a minute, just to torture myself.

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