I have made it to work today. I’m so proud of myself. Things are coming out solid, so I’m stoked. This morning, I was actually running up and down my apartment yelling, “I made real poop!” I now realize that I really do need a life. Also I’m pretty amazed that I was able to muster the energy to do that. I don’t think I can do a repeat performance.
So with all of this behind me, I am soooooooooooo hungry. My stomach says, “Feed me!!!!” Is it lunch time yet?