It's a good day, a great day actually, and not just due to Wicked.
I wish I could put into writing how great this past week has been, (excluding every third block, the midday blues always tend to strike then) but I really can't. Happiness is a choice, and I'm choosing to be happy (again excluding third block) I could draw you a graph or something, but in six minutes I don'tt know how great it would be.
Note to self, don't use paint for graphs.
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