Sorry about that last post. I don't know what got into me.
American writers aren't good enough to win the Nobel prize for literature? Fuck you.
Dodgers go up 2-0 on Cubbies? Fuck you, Dodgers.
Rabid bats on the loose in SF? Fuck you, bats.
There. That feels better.
Happy Friday, everyone! What we got this weekend? Well, of course, aside from the most important sporting event in the history of the world or maybe the known universe, there's also the kickoff of Litquake and we may try to make it to Debaser at the Knockout Saturday night. Whew. I'm tired already.
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