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Sad Face Masterclass (Or Why I Love Ben Pt 1)

You know those days when EVERYTHING drives you into an insane rage?

I had one the other day. I was so tired and exasperated by EVERYTHING that I sat at my desk and e-mailed my friend, Ben, bemoaning the fact that I wasn’t skilled enough with punctuation marks to design an emoticon which accurately represented the full extent of EVERYTHING happening to my face – annoyance, disbelief, frustration, ennui, mild hysteria – and that this failure in itself was adding to my mounting pile of impotent fury.

😦 Wasn’t going to cut it.

😥 Pfft! Where’s the ANGER?

D: I hadn’t seen a ghost!

D’: Or a spider.

Ben does not enjoy a constraint. I’d go so far as to say he actively dislikes one, which is why he shunned the frankly limited medium of key-strokes and drew me this instead:

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He’s a freestyling fucking genius! This is EXACTLY the right level of hissy! The attention to detail and sheer depth of feeling conveyed is even more remarkable when you consider that it took him about 5 seconds and he was probably in the middle of cutting a brain into 0.008mm slices and sealing them in wax or something. (Should probably mention at this point that he is a scientist – not a serial killer.)

And this is one of the reasons Ben and I are friends.