I interrupt my 13-hour Election Day work marathon to say that what I really need on a day like today isn’t a happy song — I need a kickass motivation anthem. Preferably something that reminds me of hitting bitches on rink, which makes reporting a local election all day look like a piece of cake.
Ugh, why am I blogging? I need a nap. Or food. A way to stay awake without caffeine.
What a ho, what a tramp, what a slut…
OK, done being random.