divine angst

Mr. Angst bought me this, even though it’s not really an appropriate birthday card from a spouse, just because it’s so damn funny—and so me. Had to share.

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I got a new toy over the weekend. It’s the kind of toy that’s supposed to aid my productivity, by allowing me to get more done when I’m not at my desk. Instead, it’s encouraging me to get less done on my commute. Instead of reading that book for The Task I’m posting this. Oops.