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I am a failure as a human being. I did not write a post yesterday. I started one, and it got erased. Nor did I vote in the Democratic primary today. The terrorists are winning! I should be more politically active than ever, what with having to hand this shitbucket of an earth over to an innocent child, but said innocent child is going through a phase not unlike the tortured adolescence of a Tasmanian Devil. This makes basic tasks im-fucking-possible. We reap what we sow. I guess. I also did not recycle. And I fired the babysitter. One day... a new record in didn't work out. Reproduction...a supremely stupid idea. Er, I mean "it's all worth it." And it is worth it, for the five minutes of gummy smiling a day. But, you argue, you could hire an elderly homeless person if gummy smiling is your thing. I'm sorry, I am not breastfeeding the homeless. No matter how often that one guy on the third bench to the left of my house may ask. Speaking of breastfeeding, I was reading the "mystery diagnosis" column in the NYT magazine the other day, and a banner ad nagged "Babies were born to breastfeed." I was already breastfeeding a baby right at that moment, and I got this mega defensive feeling, like "what the fuck more do you want from me, banner ad?" That banner ad wants to smoke a cigarette when it's already smoking.

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Posted 9:20 PM by Licketysplit