I spent my weekend crippled by food poisoning or a short-lived demon that resided in my stomach and shot everything out of there with a cannon. I want to list my successes for the past couple days, but I can’t remember much other than porcelain and pain.

I have a reckless plan for Wednesday that I’ve been thinking about for some time. I’ll pretend I’m confident it will do anything other than continue this dull, burning pain in my guts.

I have some ideas for songs. I need more time!