Okay. You know you're having one of "Those Days" when the prescription antacid doesn't work and you need to pop half a roll of extra strength Rolaids. Awww yeah. Envy me.

That's all I'm going to say about my fun wow day at work. Honest.

But I will say this about my stomach....there is a very unhappy alien rumbling in my gut and I suspect that at any moment that fucker's gonna come ripping through my recently purchased (on sale!) white shirt from the Crap. I can feel it. I think I will call the alien Hank.

And as luck would have it, I'm going out for sushi at lunch. I think someone's gonna be getting a rice bowl and a ginger ale. Yee haw!

If you'll excuse me, Hank and I are gonna go for a walk.