Well, today hasn’t quite turned out to be as dreadful as it could have been.
Neither Mitt Romney nor Hillary Clinton emerged as the front-runner last night. And it seems that Meredith Somers has volunteered to cover the regular meeting of the Northwest Civic Association.
The only failure falls in the category of marriage. I asked Seth moments ago what our Wednesday night plans were, and he told me to make sure I bring my W-2s home. Poop. (Does that count as a swear?) Looks like Demetri Martin and his adorable little pie charts will have to wait another year. Or I could murder Katie Dodson’s roommate in the next three hours.
I wouldn’t put it past me.
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