I sneezed at 3 AM and, somehow, bruised my sternum. It hurts to take too deep a breath.
Ash Wednesday always reminds me how glad I am to no longer be Catholic.
#45 said some words bigly last night. My stupid friends are loving his tribute to the fallen Navy Seal. I'm just sitting here steaming from their dumbfuckery and #45's ineptitude getting the man killed.
I am going to steal my wife's The Attack CDs and blast them in Slagathor on the way to work.
Yes, my shitty old truck has a CD player. No, it does not have the ability to play from my iPod. Yes, I am aware they have adapters for that. My dumbass left mine in a California rental car.
Ouch, fucking, OUCH! I just tried to stretch.
Next week I will be in Miami. With some cool people. I am excited.
I've written you enough mindless shit for this morning.
Remember to wipe til the toilet paper is at least beige.