In order today, I ate a waffle with blueberries, I worked out, I bought a swimsuit, I re-read several pages of Pale Fire, I wrote, I made pasta with salsa cruda, I closed my window, something something something, lost my temporary crown, damn.
Dear god, can someone please cut this man's throat? And that's me in a good mood. How can a grown man have hairballs every night? Why is he licking his cat? Maybe I will turn on the fan after all....