So I can already tell today is not gonna be my day. I woke up about 7 times last night, effed up my birth control pills last week so badly that I almost burst into tears while reading an article in the New Yorker on the bus this morning, it’s Monday, and I have no future plans and I’m afraid I’ll die alone with a dirty house full of cats.

Yup. That’s my outlook. Glass half empty because I cracked it while smashing it against my head.

There is one thing, however, that can lift me out of this funk. Babies. Laughing. Lots of babies laughing.

Who knows why this prescription works. Let’s not ask questions. Let’s just bask in the glow of The Best Collection of Laughing Babies On The Web.

Scrunchie In The Face