Yesterday/today I wrote about 20 pages of Times New Roman, 12 pt font, double-spaced crap.

I was going to say more about that day, and then tell you how it was not a fun day. But I forget the rest of the day.

Here is an example of the state of my vocabulary after such a...you know, thing: I can't find my concealer this morning and so say to myself, "Ohhh. Big bummer."