I had this beautiful kick to my muse's lazy ass the other day. I was filled with excitement and hope to begin working on a project that would be filled with radness and awesomosity. People would shout my name from their cubicle desk tops and dole out the fist bumps whilst viewing my art. I rapidly texted my husband, as quickly as I could punch those tiny, digital letters with my textually-inept thumbs. Awaiting his reply with a girl-squeal of, "EEEEEEEE," I giddily began sketching out this idea onto paper.
His reply finally came after a millennium of milliseconds.
"It's been done. Check your email for examples."
God. Damn. It.
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