I used to think that I was smart, and I never felt cool. The first part has changed, but the rest is still true.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Oddly, when I'm upset, depressed, stressed, or menstrual, there's nothing more relaxing than Bob Ross. I could sit back sipping on a juice box and just be lulled into a sort of trance. He's got much the same quality of the dad from Family Ties. He's delightfully dated yet timeless. All my cares melt away in the face of a happy little tree...
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