Muppet Monday

Frustrated Kermit is like looking a mirror.

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Nightmare just woke me up. Can’t fall back asleep and now I’ll feel tired and off my game all day at work. And today is my first team meeting in my new role so appearing at less than my best could have serious long term repercussions on my career.

But it did allow me to go in the kitchen and eat four cookies.

So all in all I came out ahead.

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I desperately want a cookie.

There are no cookies in the apartment.

I might kill someone.

Cookie Monster, I will never mock your disorder again.

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Screw you. I’m depressed.

I hope you’re as correct as you are delicious, Mr. Fortune Cookie. Seems unlikely at the moment but I’ve never been lied to by a cookie before. Well, there was that oatmeal cookie that was labeled “delicious.” Delicious, my ass. Tasted like friggin’ oatmeal.

Oh, and on a related note, 2009 was the oatmeal cookie of my lifetime.

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So somewhere someone thought, “If there’s one word that we want people to know how to say in Chinese at the end of their meal, this is it.”  Now all I need to know is how to say “The chicken I just ate” and “Did it have a.”