Oh wait...there isn't any good news.
And yet I am drinking. Hmmm.
I told y'all you were invited, and you are. But see all those spices surrounding that eensy weensy little wine glass? They are there because I have mice in my drawers. Yes ma'am. And in my cabinets. I don't have time to whine about my good-for-nothing liver cuz I gots me a mouse to kill.
And some wine to drink. When it is gone...well I guess I am done. At least for the time being. And if it is really bad? Well then, I am having one hell of a party, mouse poop or no. See you there.
They’re not all gonna be winners.
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Last night I woke up with what I was pretty sure was a brilliant mathematic
epiphany that I quickly jotted down on my phone notes and this is what it
was: ...
2 days ago