I'm cracking up over this, and I'm not sure why.

"That's my exciting day so far. My generous brother Larry bought me a taco from Taco Shack. Surprisingly good tortillas. I find that many Tex-Mex restaurants resort to using disgusting preserved tortillas. What are they thinking!!!"--http://sqwinch.blogspot.com/

Heh. I thought I had already copied it, but Ctrl-V only got me this:1591163366. I'm not so far gone in library nerdiness as to think an ISBN is funny, thanks.
People are going absolutely crazy over what the weather's supposed to do in the next couple days, while I'm driving back to Steel Town, USA. I'd be more worried if the exact same fucking thing hadn't happened before Thanksgiving, when I missed all inclement weather entirely. And the Nuggets box will keep me warm.
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I'm wearing the exact wrong bra/shirt combination today. I've got a black camisole that masquerades quite well as a trendy, camisole shirt when really it was found at the thrift in the women's sleepwear section. Under that, I've got my black bra with little white dots* which has a habit of peeking out from under things sometimes. I'm really not a ho, I swear.

*How sad is it that I'm trying to figure out how much of my extensive readership knows what this thing looks like? Combination of too many former roommates and not enough modesty, I guess. Or that particular brand of Jessy impatience: I'll save 30 seconds if I don't wait for random friend to leave the room before I change my shirt! Mmmmm, trashy librarian.