I am in my home office. It is Friday afternoon. I have killer deadlines, and a major party to host tomorrow. My shoulders are sore from stress, I've had a headache since I woke up, and I'm almost to the breaking point.
But it's not the work or the party that's killing me. I bumped the mouse on my daughters' computer about 10 minutes go and now Ze Fronk, the animated french dog on Disney, is talking to me.
"Click heah to wahtch ME make mahi tazty treats!!"
"Click heah to wahtch ME make mahi tazty treats!!"
"Click heah to wahtch ME make mahi tazty treats!!"
ARRRRRRRG.
Okay. Getting off my ass and powering the damn thing down.
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