Have major case of the stoopids today. Lousy co-ordination skills, weird tongue slips (such as the spoonerism in this post title, which was meant to be "a pack of smokes"), and general confusion.
Possibly, this is due to lack of sleep or coffee, but equally as pinnable on my comp exam haze.
Ironic that the Stoopid Day occurred the same day Murph alerted me to the fact that my name is in lights for the very first time, and just a day after getting a bit of a shot in the arm on my teaching CV.
Oh well, it was the best of times, it was the blurst of times.
Perhaps this is punishment for all the Bush-bashing I have been doing recently. The ghost of Stoopid Present has given me a chance to see the world through President Chimp's eyes for a day.
Well, me no like.
However, this I like very much, indeed.
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