Being the grown-up that I now am, I attempted to get up this morning and tromp through the rain and the cold to my morning workout.

The whole scheme was ill prepared. Got to bed too late. Ate too much upon waking. Felt like the above picture denotes.

Whatever. Only a few more hours of self-loathing over task A-1 for the day failing.

Things to do: Haircut (lobbyists hate hippies), Cobbler (shoe repair . . . lobbyists also hate the poor), continue plan for world domination (as always)