There's something about given up control over the space around your head to someone who's only qualification in life is a proficiency in scissor wielding that doesn't sit right with me. Worse is the need to make small talk and my awkward refusal to do so leading to long silences and much unhappiness. Oh and the mirrors. Staring at my ugly mug for thirty minutes is enough to have me feeling suicidal.
Anyway... it's over for another month. Yay!
Try my latest favourite Youtube music video, yoinked from io9
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