"Living is good and dying, not as good"

My pants are a little tight, but I'm having a good hair day (thank you Frederick Fekkai straightening balm and my ridiculously expensive ionic hairdryer).

My shoe fell off in the bathroom at work (ew!) while yanking up said pants, but I was wearing socks, so will not get cooties.

John Dear and I had a fight this morning, in which I employed the oh, so articulate and well-reasoned comeback "F**k you!!!" But we made up via email and we're doing good now.

I ate some candy from the jar at our lunch place, but also ate a fruit cup at lunch.