First Thoughts are those things that come to mind right when I wake up in the morning. They're like little windows to the soul, if little windows to the soul were sleep-deprived, clinging ferociously to their cup of coffee, and cursing The Boy for leaving his shoes in the hallway.
I'm not just sad, I'm a little creeped out...
fanglefashioned?
This is how you beat The System.
Wear Your Sweater Vest One Last Time 'Til Next Fall Week
Maybe Newsweek Should Have A Subscription To Me.
What a Way To Start The Week
My legs were beaten by goons.
Snooze Coffee.
Square Root Day
The stupidest thing I've ever heard, and then something that comes pretty close.
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