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I'm feeling far too uninspired today to write much of anything, as work has been unusually busy (i.e., I've actually had to do more than five minutes of actual work) and I'm in one of my delightful ~24-hour depressive states. After tonight's lineup of spinning class, Burritoville chicken tacos with extra guac and no pico, and a cat fight-filled episode of The Inferno, I should be back to normal by tomorrow. In accordance with my mood, here is the only thing I've read today that's inspired any emotional reaction whatsoever. I'm not veg anymore, and I can handle that we omnivorous humans kill animals for yummy food and the best boots ever, but I can't help but wonder who the hell could club a baby seal to death?