Sleep. Snort. Fuck. Not a description of my average day, sadly. Only the first of those three really applies to me, in truth. And as I certainly don’t get enough sleep, you can imagine what my record for the other two must be like. But I digress. This is SLEEP. SNORT. FUCK. And today’s sleepily snorting fucker is me, with a small tablet’s worth of prose entitled Always Read the Label. Having told you that, I’m off to indulge in an effervescent Vitamin C tablet. I might even be reckless and have two. Then I’m going to bed early. Phew, rock ‘n’ roll.
[Note: if you haven’t done so already, read the post before this one. Because I don’t remember writing it. Really. I don’t. Not a single word. Impressive. Scarily impressive. Or just scary.]