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Dear brain,
Please kindly shut the hell up so I can get some damn sleep. I don't feel good. I keep tasting smells and none of them are good and did I mention I'm really, really tired? Nyergh!


...um, call me crazy, but I think the boy and his skank are going at it in the next room. While Widge is trying to sleep. In the same room type area. WTF? Either that or they're moaning in their sleep or about to die.

Now I feel violently ill.

Oh, Widget

...I wish I had someone else who appreciated the irony as much as I do, but, hell. Widget pointed to a picture of Chuck Bass [Ed W.] and said, "Superman." That's not Superman, I giggle. "Well, he looks like Superman."

I could... die. I really, really could.

Chuck Bass, for those who don't remember their Soup episodes, started out the TV series as a sleezy!book Chuck and seemed to be your series villain, what with his attempted rape of little Jenny Humphry, or at least his not really seeming to recognize that no meant, "stop immediately, perv" until Dan punched him.

And yet, despite these horrid beginings, Chuck actually morphed into one of the better characters on the show.

But he's no Superman.

Thus the giggles.

No, no, no! You're not taking over the world again!
Again?
You took over the world yesterday!

More from the funny Widget.

oh, lord

Before I go to bed, half an hour later than I intended, I must ponder. Can one develop OCD? Or am I just insane? Widge hands me a necklace that went with the Class Bear, and it's knotted to hell and back. So I try and fix it, because normally I've pretty good at it.

I fuck it up. Like, where there were two, now I've got about six. On top of one another. I shriek and go insane trying to fix it. I throw it to the side and say to hell with it, only to be unable to just leave it there.

Eventually I win by popping the star off. Um, oops? So I bent it back on. But it's fixed! I am victorious!

In your face, knots of doom!

My fingers hurt.

But... win? :P