I still have a shit-ton to do. Johnny had a birthday. Andrew had a birthday a couple of days before that. A nice person whose email I didn't know has commented on my blog and left an email. Possibly soon I will hang out with her. I will delete the comment so not everyone sees her email. I ate a basket of corndogs at Union Hall last night and lived to regret it. Since then I have had fruit.
It's Monday, so you get the BPGOIT, you lucky duck.