I have a crap ton of coins that I'm trying to put in sleeves so I can take to the bank and deposit so I'll have more money in my account and then I can spend it or pay bills but the problem is that coins are heavy, but I guess I don't have THAT many but it's still going to be a pain to transport and if i accidentally ( I just had the hardest time spelling this word because I didn't know if it was accidently or accidentally, so I think I've been spelling it wrong my whole life) drop them the sleeves might break and coins could go everywhere and then I'd be on my knees trying to pick up like 500 pennies and people would have step around me and they would glare at me and it would make me so uncomfortable but it would probably make them uncomfortable, too, so I guess I could just forget them but that's 500 pennies and that's worth like five mcchickens so I don't want to be hungry one day knowing that I could have ate HELLA SANDWICHES but truth is I wouldn't get five mcchickens, I would get one cheeseburger, two mcchickens, a small fry, and a root beer and get fat because I always consume way more than I should but I try not to because at some point it's going to catch up to me and that scares me but frankly I don't know how I'm not fat.
Workout: I didn't. I dreamt about hella sandwiches but had to settle for eight chimichangas with hot sauce.
CD: I didn't listen to one but here's a song that's good and relevant, Dinner Time!
Movie: Didn't watch one. But one of favorites is Fast Times at Ridgemont High.
I. Am. Slacking.