It's not how long you wait, it's who you're waiting for
I spent last night from one to eight in the morning with a migraine. It was very bad. (Ironically, it was National Coffee Day.)
Then I woke up and was told Tony Curtis had died. (So has Gloria Stuart, but it's hard to argue with a hundred.)
At least I got my passport photos taken yesterday, before I looked like someone tried to kill me through my eyesockets. I am firing what's left of September.
Then I woke up and was told Tony Curtis had died. (So has Gloria Stuart, but it's hard to argue with a hundred.)
At least I got my passport photos taken yesterday, before I looked like someone tried to kill me through my eyesockets. I am firing what's left of September.
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At least there isn't much of September left to go.
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Thanks.
At least there isn't much of September left to go.
This was in fact a comforting thought for most of today.