I don't know if anyone else is like this, but sometimes I'm just a mean, rotten B word. Yeah, I said it (
although why I'm editing the word when it's already displayed in the comic I'll never know). It's true. I am. Or, at least, I can be. If I'm tired, grumpy, stressed, what have you, get on my last nerve and you'll be sorry you did. I wish I had more power to control my bitchy self, but sometimes I just can't. My face gives me away. My tone gives me away. My rolling eyes give me away. Heck, I'm a mess. It's a good thing those that know me know not to take that stuff personally. Otherwise, I'd be in a world of pain all by my lonesome.
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