Sometime around 3 a.m. last night, as I finished watching a rerun of "Gilmore Girls" that I'd recorded and practically cried during (even though it wasn't sad ... I just wept for Emily Gilmore), I realized that I'd somehow lapsed into dementia due to my lack of sleep and medication.
Be warned. This is when I'm at my least pretty.
This is me at my calling-at-all-hours, Ike-Turner-mood-swing worst.
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