After my morning of stepping in cat vomit and the inability to log in to ProQuest (where all my articles I need to write my lit. review are stored), I managed to spill about 12oz. of milk (brilliantly) all over the kitchen, snap at Dan, scare one child in the process ("Karla, why were you cross with Dan?" ...oops.), and become hellbent on taking
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