Holy Bovines, Batman. I don’t know that I’ve ever been this tired, or if I was, I certainly can’t remember it (then again, I’m having a hard time remembering my own name). I knew it was bad when I asked Lori this morning,
“Is Mrs. Ellen in an e-mail?”
and she said, “If you mean Meeting, then no she isn’t.”
“...What’d I
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