Spending a quiet Sunday here, doing Weekend Coverage for The Company. It can wear you down, going through your queue, waiting for some lackeys in Oceania to call you a lazy bastard in stuttering Pidgin.

Whenever it gets me down, though, I just think about the Happiest Video in the World, and everything seems to be right again.

If that doesn't make you happy, you must be some kinda Liberal. Go cry about acid rain or something.

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