Shit happened. The sprouts wouldn't stay on my sandwich. The dog needed to be walked. There was a new episode of South Park on. I had to go out dancing and get drunk on Hypnotiq. I had to watch Napoleon Dynamite over and over and over and over and over again and still think it is as fucking funny this time as it was every other time. I had to go the supermarket to get butter, milk and eggs. I had to go to the supermarket to get the milk I forgot when I went to the supermarket where I bought potato chips, pickles, butter, eggs, saltines, soup and laundry soap but no milk. I couldn't find my keys. I stubbed my toe.
Lots of shit happened. I shall try to be a better blogger from now on.