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They don’t go with my business suit, but at least they made me smile.

I’m having a bad day today. Woke up  feeling grey and miserable, and spent most of the morning crying on and off like some kind of stupid little girl. I’d tell you all about it except that no one wants to hear about someone who falls into the pit every damned month and, frankly, I’m tired of hearing about it myself.

Gen: I’m so tired of life. Tired of feeling sick, tired of getting up in the morning, tired of everything.

Brad: (a bit speechless) Aww…

(then thinking of a bright side) But at least you have zombie socks.

Gen: (looking thoughtfully down at my feet) That’s true. I don’t know how other people live without them.