up: 7:15am
out of bed: 7:40am

3 perfect tweets (”brain whirring up and clicking. seems to be stuck in a loop of the golden girls theme song and images of sean connery as zardoz. a nightmare”, “this day has slowed from a gallop to a cantor to a trot; to finally going so mud slow the horse metaphor turned into a donkey metaphor. ass!” and “the wit section of my brain has committed sepuku and been roped with yellow crime scene tape. only horatio caine can one line it back online”)

nom-age: 65%, but in the 90th percentile

no running but 50 minutes of cardio.

had one delicious old fashioned. it’s a drink, when done well, can woo the pants off me. remember this people.