I woke up yesterday with some serious weight in my chest. That’s what happens when you go from not smoking very often to chain smoking.

So, I didn’t smoke (very much) yesterday. Needless to say, I was a moody little bitch most of yesterday. More than normal, anyway. (Beat you to it.) This is just one of the many reasons why it took me all day to write my article. Once I finally got it finished, I went to the grocery store. My compelling post yesterday had money pouring in from adoring fans, so I got to go buy the week’s supplies. I figured that I needed some cheering up, since I was moody, so I got a chocolate cake and the stuff to make tacos. Tacos and chocolate cake for dinner. What could possibly make this better? This:

He doesn’t know karate, but he knows ca-razy. I’m right there with you, James Brown. After dinner, I got in a weird mood. I got in the mood to listen to Portishead. No idea where that came from. It just sounded like the thing to do. So, yeah:

Yeah. It’s like a time void.

Today is Monday. In case you lost track of what day it is. I know that I did. That’s why I have calendars on the computers. It tells me when I am. Today is History, mugs, and gym. I am really gross, so I’ma go take a shower before class. Have a great day. More soon. ~SC