Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning-ah!

And so, it is the next day.

I have met my new nephew, the hot-dog puppy named Riley.

He was cute, but he has an abnormally large wiener.

It's scary.

My stomach is full.

I need to go try that cheesecake the Deuce made.

Philosophy exams are overrated.

Seems as though I've forgotten to get Justin a so-crate.

I think that I'll just get breakfast for him wherever Sabrina and I go tomorrow, haha.

Whatever, if worse comes to worse-- I give him mine.

Again, another con of not having a license-- can't make late night runs to CVS for goody bags or whatever.

And shit man, I was in CVS not more that 3 hours ago.

What a loser, why am I losing my memorrrrrrrry!?