This morning I put my jar of Oregano in the fridge, replaced the teapot lid with the kettle lid, put the milk on the cereal shelf, and forgot to add cocoa powder to my mocha. I’ve managed to pick myself up some sort of cold-type ailment, and apparently it has gone straight to my noodle.

As funny as a blog post may be to write in this state, I am not financially prepared for any possibly ensuing lawsuits as a result of my ramblings. I cannot guarantee my litigious safety, so I think it’s best if I just grab a blanket and go lay down in the trunk of the car.