Today didn’t even really seem like a day. I don’t know what it was about it.
I had a small sandwich at Firehouse for like nine bucks, and it was the smallest sandwich I could possibly imagine ever in my life. Like comically small. But with a clown-sized medium drink. I don’t want to be in this backward-assed country any more.
After work, I stopped by my parents’ for some leftovers, then came home and played a few rounds of Overwatch before losing the rest of my evening to the internet.
I’ve second-guessed the day of the week three times today, and it’s only the beginning of the week.