I've got nothing for you guys today. Here are my two sad attempts at a post:
I smell funny today - sort of like a pine tree that fell into a vat of laundry detergent. It is actually quite pleasant. I should let all my clothes rot in the back of my closet since that is where this shirt came from (I'm going to have gone approximately 26 days without doing laundry - everything is going to be pulled out of the closet, next week there might be some gems. The craziest thing about this is that my underwear supply is not even getting low yet and I'm on day 19 already. I have too much underwear).
It's not often that you get to use the phrase "brazen hussy" in a real conversation and it's even more delicious when you're talking about yourself.