It’s 3am, you say?

If it was based solely upon the way my head/sinuses/allergies are going, today would NOT be a day about which Ice Cube would write a song.

Painkillers that make you feel not-even-really high but do nothing for the pain? Medical fail at this point.

I guess I’ll go stare at pictures of my nephew repeatedly so I can die of cute multiple times.

God, I love that kid.

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