Some days I’m like Missy Elliott, some days this right here is fantasy illustration. This is one of those days. Seriously, Portland, I moved away from Texas so’s I don’t have to deal with this crap. What’s wrong with you?
Alternately, I could work in a nice big anonymizing but – but – refrigerated cubicle farm again. Seriously, 102 degrees and no AC – that was my real life Monday; Garfield’s got nothing on me; oh wait that is always true – 102 degrees and no AC and you’ll be fantasizing about all kinds of things you wouldn’t imagine otherwise. Ah, sleet! How I missed you! Running down my back all icy and pneumonia-causing. Ah, bathtubs full of guacamole! Uh. Ok I should stop now.