Yeah. It is one of those days. My ass is cranky. It is cold here and I can't seem to get warm and I am in the mood to do some harm. Not to myself by eating shit I shouldn't, amazingly enough. Usually when I get like this, I want to eat the house down. Now, I just feel like burning it down.
Food is good. I am right on track. Water is all headed in the right direction. I have sweet potatoes in the oven and I am going to start the chicken, in a bit.
Anyone in the mood for a good ass kicking?
Oh yeah... Yesterday? 1205 and six quarts.