Wait­ing around the house for an impor­tant phone call.  I had some trou­ble sleep­ing last night after watch­ing this grue­some HBO spe­cial about can­ni­bal­is­tic mur­der­ers.  The last guy they reported on was this creepy Japan­ese guy who shot and ate his lover in the late 70’s and through some sort of inter­na­tional loop­hole (the killing took place in Paris) he is now a free man…so I kept hear­ing noises and in my half-asleep state was sure he had flown here from Japan to eat me.

Peo­ple who order half-skim half-regular double-shot half-regular half-decaf no foam lattes and then pay for them with their credit cards can eat shit for all I care.