Febs, what, really, do you have to offer me? Yeah, you birthed two of my favorite people (mom, Abe), but aside from that, I'm inclined to think you kinda suck. Dark. Dreary. COLD. Everyone's cranky. TV sucks. My tax return is not yet here. And now with the added suspense of grad school applications, I just need you to be over with so I can get on with March and life and stuff. I'm also inclined to invent a time machine so I can go back to 1582 and kick Pope Gregory in the nuts for giving you an extra day.
Also, that "R" before the "U"? Who pronounces that? No one. You just do it to be difficult, don't you?
* also, i have to give props to natalie dee because i stole the last two images from her site and i adore her.
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