Well, it's a good thing I have Jessie in my life. Otherwise I would never get out of bed, eat, shower, or leave the house. Yesterday, he had other plans. We normally have breakfast on the weekends. I didn't get out of bed until 2pm. By then I was starving and just threw on yesterday's clothes and got food and fresh milk. The rest of the day involved lying around my "growing messier every day" apartment, watching bad tv, wasting time on the internet, and not caring about personal hygiene. Luckily, for me, I had work today, so things were taking care of this morning. But I have no idea what kind of vegetative state I might be in otherwise. Jessie, where for art thou?