A piece of string walks into a bar

A piece of string walks into a bar and tries to order a beer. The bartender says, "What is this, some kind of a joke? Get outta here, we don't serve string!" The piece of string goes outside, and he falls apart weeping. He ties himself all up in a knot, and throws himself against the wall and gets all torn up. Finally, he pulls himself together enough to go back in the bar.

The bartender says, "Hey, aren't you that same piece of string that was just in here?"

"No," says the string, "I'm afraid not."

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That's the interesting part of today's post. If you want to know about my day, it will make a boring read. I drove home on Tuesday night, went to sleep at 1am, woke up the next day at 3:30pm, fell asleep again at 6:30pm, woke up between 1-3am, went back to sleep until 11. Even by my standards, that was quite a marathon of sleep.