It's a litte something called class. You, my friend, do not have it. Class.

I think I was going to post something kind of clever related to another one of Brie's posts I just read, but as I wrote that subject line, I realized that I no longer have class. As in school. And I have never missed school more in my life. Where's a soggy bagel machine when you need one?

I just took a donut to eat, but I couldn't finish it. It's too sweet. So I'm stuck with half a donut. If I were keeping score, the score would be something like Me-1, Donut-1. Or Me-50, Donut-50. Or Me-3.5, Donut-3.5. Basically anything that signifies a tie. But not Me-11, Donut-11.