My rolls were thumbs down.

I am vaguely hungover.

It's raining on and off.

Maybe it will clear up and I'll go for a bike ride.

Or maybe it won't clear up and I'll go for a nap.

Whichever.

Oh, hey. Wanna hear a funny story about a sex toy falling out of my wadded up sheets and onto my mom's laundry room tile?

No?

Ok then.

Maybe another time...