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Generally speaking, if somebody greets me with the phrase, “Hey bro! Happy [insert any day of the week]!” I pretty much want to stab them in the neck. It’s obnoxiously chipper and means literally nothing except that you’re an idiot who probably shouldn’t be happy, when every single day of the week is equally happy, happily prancing along the trajectory of the great lie that is your miserable life. But today… today is an exception. Happy fucking Friday everyone. We made it.

Before we get into anything else, I’d just like to direct your attention to this, for all of my viewers who are like me and only leave the confines of their secluded fortress under the cover of darkness.

That is, I’m pretty certain, what people are referring to when they say that something is “the shit.” For those of you who don’t know, 69 degrees is actually the constant temperature of God’s crotch, the temperature from which all other good temperatures were decided. It’s true, ask a priest some time. Anyway…

Didn’t really plan this post ahead of time so I just went with an old standby — some of Dedleg’s trademarked sunset shots. It had been a while since I had posted anything up from Chicago anyway, although with these two I’ve pretty much exhausted my backlog of photos from when I was living there. In fact, these are the last two sunset shots in particular — I actually took them the day I was moving out. Let me tell you, that was not a happy Friday.