I’m running around in full sunshine, hoping that I can run from shadow to shadow and avoid an allergic reaction, searching for a place that is not densely populated with overloud, overenthusiastic twits, while trying to keep my balance during a low blood sugar after next to no sleep, because Liz had to scream at the top of her lungs (to achieve maximum impact?) at both 1:30 and 8:30 am.
I can but pray to the Gods of Tea that things are only this insane because it’s the first day.
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