My sinuses are killing me, again (and decongestants have stopped working, again), and I'm up waiting for Chad's plane to land and also trying to get some work done. In this state of mind, I hope you'll excuse me inflicting a stray thought on you all:
Fill in the blank: ________ makes everything better.
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[ETA: I didn't mean to suggest you had to have three things, too! The perils of posting in such a mental state.]