It is 7:30. I ate my healthy dinner. I am miserable and wonky and have the world's worst period. WHERE ARE MY FREAKING GIRL SCOUT COOKIES????????????????? If I had those now, I would be making them my bitch. I would be scarfing them down as though they were imminently perishable. I would BE those cookies.
As it is now, I am just cranky.
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