Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.....
It's tax season and I've been stuck for long hours at a desk.....
This is how I feel after 14 hrs behind a desk crunching numbers.....
I NEED A BREAK! I NEED BOBBY! I NEED TO STOP WHINING.....
I want Season 8!!!!*@&%^$#!!!!!
Let me think.....where, oh where could it be?
Is it up there.....??
Is it down here.....??
Is it at the beach??? In the water????
My head hurts trying to find it.....
Maybe I'll just sit here and pout. Maybe I'll refuse to eat my veggies and take my vitamins....