"Friday. Thank God It's Flashback Friday!"
Yes, my darlings, I am once again feeling:
B. In need of yet another dose of alliteration;
C. Smugly satisfied (see B);
D. Like I am the undisputed queen of my universe and all that revolves around it (see C); and/or
E. All of the a-freakin'-bove
Ding-ding-ding! If you chose A, B, C, D, or even E, you also may revel in your own sense of smug satisfaction, for you are correct. Today we'll revisit the first appearance of HRH Princess Snarkerella and her establishment of one of Halfglassistan's many arbitrary and capricious holidays.
As Her Royal Highness Princess Snarkerella, it is my duty (one of many) to consider (many applicants) and determine (eeny-meeny-miney-moe) the High Holidays of Halfglassistan.
[trumpets sound again, as HRH is late to the podium]
[trumpets playing a light jazzy number while HRH is delayed behind the velvet curtain as she fiddles with her hair]
I — your humble leader — declare (-are, -are, -are) — today (-ay, -ay, -ay) Overflow Day (-ay, -ay, -ay) — upon which (-itch, -itch — OK, kill the echo effect) — upon which we fill the official drinking vessels of Halfglassistan (Libbey®) until they overflow with hope.
Why today? Why today?
I say, "Why not today?"
We overdose on hope, not because it is easy — but because it is hard.
Hmmm? What's that, you say? Ummm, yeah — no, I can't take credit for that last turn of phrase — good catch. But — I like it. And — it fits.
So — go forth, and — hope.
That is all. Carry on.
CROWD: "Snarkita! Snarkita! Snarkita!"
ME: "Don't cry for me, Halfglassistanita ... "
Oh, please — you didn't see that coming?