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I am going to write a primer for profanity.

Yes. Yes, I am.

I feel it is my duty, my debt to society, to
teach the world how to swear PROPERLY.


I really am rather tired right now. Work has been
kicking the hell out of my ghetto ass booty.
It's strange how when we leave ON TIME, it is
refered to as "leaving early". Fucking bizarre.

Also, for what it is worth, the woman who has
been babysitting my department while my boss
was on vacation needs to learn that deodorant is
A GOOD THING.

My god, does that woman stiiiiiink.

Edgar is hanging in his hammock, currently. But,
only his wee tail is sticking out. I don't know
what he's doing in there, but his tail is shaking
about most crazily. Earlier, he insisted on
biting my mother's ankles when he was out and
about. She put the smackdown on him with some
Ferret Domination (tm). The Sensitive Artist
would be proud.