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Wednesday, November 11, 2015


I really wanted to post about "the red cup." The thing is, the whole situation is just so fucking stupid, I can't make it funny. It's just making me angry. Where do people get off in demanding that a company conform to their idea of what color a coffee cup should be, and further why the hell is a candidate for President even acknowledging this idiocy no less demanding a boycott? What. The. Hell?

Gah. Anyway.

When I left the house this morning I had a ton of things I wanted to write about. I even thought, 'Hey! I should write this down so that I remember." Guess what I didn't do?

Such is the life I guess. I really don't want this to become some sort of journal.

Dear Diary,

Today I was stupid.




That'll get really repetitive.

Now, finally the reason I titled this post "Crickets" is because often that's a sound associated with silence. Which really doesn't make a whole lot of sense if you think about it. Don't. I mean I did, and now I have a headache. Let me do the heavy lifting on this one.

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