Last night, I was too sad to write an essay.
Then I talked to Amber for, like, three hours.
And now, I think, I'm too happy to write this essay. I'm going to have to think particularly dismal thoughts for the next twenty minutes if I want to be focused enough to hammer out this thing. Dammit Ambs, you went too far. You! Went! Too! Far!
... thanks.
man, I rock to the -nth- degree and everybody knows it.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm not the least bit apologetic about that math joke.