Here’s my discovery for today:

When you’re in a bad, bad, bad mood, so bad that even the cat is sucking up to you, and you’re out running errands you don’t want to run (read: was sitting here and realized HOLY CRAP! The PG&E bill is due TODAY and so is the storage rental) and it’s cold and rainy and your car is sputtering like a nun who’s just wandered into a porn store and you just want to find someone deserving and scream at them until the little vein in the middle of your forehead actually pops, a hot cup of Wendy’s chili and a Diet Coke can be a very soothing thing.

Just so you know.

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