If I Had A Helicopter

So, basically, I am in a bad mood.

This week has not been great, so far.

Not that it's been much of the week yet. But you know what I mean.

I have had tons of trivial but bad news. Which is no good.

And I have a sty in my eye.

Which means noooooooooo eyeliner.

Which means even more ugliness.

Which means even more antisocialness.

Which means I will finally become a hermit, grow a long white beard, and grow my toe nails to the size and shape of Jerusalem.

It's more likely than you think.

On the upside, it is nearly time for bed.

Yawn.