Douchebaggery consumed a good portion of my day, which was un-fun, but I do believe there’s always a lesson buried in even the strangest and grossest moments in life. Tonight, I spent some quality time with my family, worked on some TAL projects, and did a bit of personal Yule’style hocus pocus. Then I watched someone call Newt Gingrich a “fucking asshole” to his face. Needless to say, the day was redeemed. Going to take care of a little more TAL work before bed. Then tea. Then a book, my blankie, and a snuggly husband.

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