Hi there. Hope you are having a nice Sunday.
I realize that I ought to find something pretty to play or nice to say, but maybe later.
For now, click play.
* I am so sick. Someone call House. No, wait, don't. He tortures patients. I'm not that sick.
* It must be so freeing in a way to be okay with being an asshole. How is that such an endearing quality?
* I am loving this song.
* No clue whatsoever why someone put the song to a House montage but whatever.
* In fact, after downloading this band's version of Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want and playing back and forth between it and The Smiths, I'm hardpressed to say which I like better.
I'm shuffling back to my anti-viral tissues, Kombucha tea, and sofa for a Women's Murder Club marathon.
But I'll leave you with The Smiths...and please, please, please let me get well.
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