What my brain is thinking

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I can't decide which torture is worse. This, or that time when I left my debit card at the club, had no cash on me, and was dragged out with the boys to the comic/games/dice/movies shop. That at least only lasted for an afternoon. I have no idea how long this is going to go on, which I think exacerbates the situation exponentially. Antica.....pation. (You're welcome for the image.)