One of the great things about having someone around who, despite the errant crumbs on your jeans with the hole where your keys have worn through, a wine stain on the shirt you've been wearing for two days, which incidentally coincides with the last time you showered, pretty much always thinks you're good looking is that every once in a while you get to have homemade chocolate chip cookies instead of wheat toast with your breakfast:
Wow. Who knew there were so many things for you to be jealous of me for?
Don't worry. I'm counting.
In related news, if you wanna be either jealous of some other people or just need some details to backup your ongoing depression about pretty much everything, you should totally find someone to give you a link to illegally download the Oscar-winning feel-good-movie-of-the-millennium: Inside Job.
In more related news, now I'm totally gonna get re-depressed just thinking about how much money I coulda saved on therapy if I had only read the article this part of this sentence links to first. Anyone wanna go shopping?
Finally, in today's episode of "Creative Marketing", the second half of this sentence links to what can only be described as a novel way to publish a novel.
Mwah!
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