Deep thoughts

Why don't they ever make air fresheners that smell like pizza?

Ahhhh.....

You know when you get a headache? And it really, really, REALLY hurts and all you want to do is crawl into a corner and either die or beg forgiveness for whatever sin you've committed, even if you're not Catholic and into Confession, just so it will go away? And then it does go away, and the feeling of relief in you is the most wonderful thing you could ever possibly imagine?

You know that feeling?

Apparently you can get the exact same sensation by putting the 5,000,000,000,000,000,001 mailing lists that you're subbed to, but which have no similarity other than being fandom-related, yet are still having the exact same flame war on each of them on nomail.

God, it's like I want to weep tears of joy.

T "Cannot WAIT for summer bitchiness to be over, or for fandom to get off the rag, frankly I'm not picky" BQ

Protocol, Part Twenty-Four

( Protocol Part Twenty-Four. More with picnicing. )