Day 37
I think I just hit that fog everybody's been talking about. I feel a little light-headed, I don't remember if I closed the garage door, and I don't feel like doing shit today.
A couple of old friends happend by: Lactose-intolerance and severe heart-burn. Naturally, like all old friends, they didn't call first, they drank all my beer and Rolaids, and left tracks in my underwear. Fuckers.