Mr. Rogers died today. Ain’t that about a bitch?
But on to other news.
I always thought stress was supposed to make you lose your appetite, etc. Well, it ain’t fecking working! Dammit, when will it all end?
Yeh, that’s about it. I have other things rattling around in my skull but until I get the big 500-pound gorilla off my back there’s no time for worries.