Sulk, mope, wallow in self-pity, call it whatever you want, but I think that everyone is entitled to it. So I spent my night doing exactly that. Sounds sad and pathetic, sure, go ahead and make your judgement-- but deep down you know you've been there; sitting on the couch stuffing your mouth with as much chocolate as Lucille Ball did in that I Love Lucy episode. So I'll be here sulking, wallowing, and rationalizing my current behavior, while other people out there are experiencing the best or worst night of their life. But for all those in-betweens tonight who are enjoying re-runs of NCIS or Cops, don't forget the icecream in the freezer when midnight rolls around.
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