Don't you just hate it...

... when you meet a beautiful young woman, a woman you've never seen before in your life, and before you know it you're kissing and making out and you're in love and then you wake up, it was all a dream, she's gone, she never existed, and instead of waking up with her you wake to the news of dozens of people murdered in London bombings.

I mean, really. Don't you just hate it when that happens?

No, it's not as funny as flirting with a lesbian. But then again, what is?

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I have a totally free night. I'm in Georgetown until 8:30 when the store closes. Do I dare go to Nation tonight for the first time ever, with only the slimmest chance of running into people I know? Or do I go back home and sit in front of my computer all night, try to download Justice League episodes, write little less than 2 pages of comic script, masturbate, and fall asleep at around 3:00?

Decisions, decisions...

Doctor Doom in Washington DC

HA! Doom has arrived in the pitiful capital of this puny nation! This city now belongs to DOOM! But before Doom overthrows this government, he will first venture to the nightclub known as Nation and there he shall meet up Galactus and Terrax the Terrible for drinks and maybe meet some fine honeys who shall be seduced by my sheer power and majesty! Now, onward! First, along Pennsylvania Ave, yes, Doom shall remember this road indeed for it shall come in handy later! Now, onto Independence Ave, and then to... wait, where the fuck is Independence? What do you mean, I'm already on it? How the fuck did that happen?! Wait, we're supposed to get on Maine Ave, right? So where is it? No, that's not right... argh! We've gone too far, go back! No, not that way, now we're on Whitehurst freeway! Turn around, worms, turn around! Ok, go back. No, the *other* back! Wait, there's no accursed street sign for Maine Ave! No, we've gone back and forth along this road five times now! No, turn around! Doom doesn't care if you can't, fools! Doom is your MONARCH and Doom demands you turn around NOW! No U-turns here, you say? DOOM SHITS ON YOUR NO-U-TURN SIGNS! Wait, how in the name of Dormamnnu's flaming testicles did we end up on Massachusetts Ave?! Bah! Not even the Beyonder could figure out these roads! Curse this accursed city and everyone in it! Doom shall return to Latveria and bomb it all into the Stone Age! Doom is displeased. Doom will have a cookie.

*takes cookie, brings it to the mouth of his metal mask* Kunk! Kunk!

... curse you, Richards.