This is what my life has come to...staying up until 3:15 am tending to floating dashes and overbearing indents. Ten hours ago, Nathan and I were having simultaneous aneurysms trying to come up with yet another yoga title. Six hours ago, I was editing the coffeeshop for the first time (late arrival). Four hours ago, I was arguing with a freelancer who is not even here. Two hours ago, I was arguing with an M-dash. (Darn M-dash screwed up my spacing when I made it go away.) One hour ago, I had to Google "forgoing" and "conduit" because I couldn't remember how to spell them. I am officially crazy or tired or overly caffeinated, I'm not sure.
The good news is that I have survived the day on what someone most certainly created for me...Diet Coke Plus (it's fortified with vitamins and minerals, no joke!) and a box of half-melted Junior Mints. Let me just say before you start, SHUT UP! I'd eat a salad if I could find it in my desk drawer.
The good news is it's done and can officially go to bed. So, what the hell am I talking to you for?
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