Fuck, cold mornings make it impossible for me to get up. I stick out some sort of appendage from my blankets, and I'm like "BULLSHIT! I'ts fucking cold out there" and then I nestle a million times deeper into my five million layers of blankets, thinking that I'll just warm myself up real good before I venture out of bed, and then I fall back asleep. Actually that makes me grumpy too, because then I'm late for work and I get in trouble.

Um, yeah there's this lettuce that's like light green and purpley and thin and it tastes like peanuts. It's the greatest thing in the world.

there is always mojo left for you guys. I don't really need it anymore!

duuuude. That's the way to do it. It's the only way to cook.

Jomei googled the lettuce and came up with something I've never heard of!

thanks for the love.

Thanks - the comment was so crazy that I couldn't really take it seriously.

reckless mojoing sounds like good times to me. Let me know what kind of trouble you get into.