A Pound of Shrimp Is Worth An Ounce of Remorse Or I'm Still Not Mentioning My Cool New Hair-do
So I'm finally back in Tey-hass, gentle readers. Don't come rushing to kiss my feet just yet. There's a hitch: MAKE-UP ASSIGNMENTS.
*vomits into the potted palm*
Since I've been ill for, oh I don't know, a year and a day, I have my work cut out for me. Good thing I have a solid background in the Three R's (Reading, pRating, and cRamming). I'll manage.
In other news, I ate a pound of boiled shrimp. Vegan. Hah. Not today. Look at it this way - those shrimp were probably miserable in their over-crowded tank. Death merely set them free of their mortal suffering. And the bodies? Waste not, want not, I say.
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