Woke up this morning and got myself a bun...moma always said, you'd better not eat more than one...she said you're one in a million, you've got to bring this home a dime...but you were born under a tall pine, with a buch of needles in your eyes...
But for real, nothing particularly good or bad has happened, its just another regular day of apprehensive boredom. Well, lunch was nice so there's that.