So far today feels like it's going to be a pretty awesome day. I'm not sure that there's any particular reason, but I'm not going to question it beyond the thought that it might be delirium. I feel like such a cocky bastard today it's not even funny, but since when is that new? I don't have much to say aside from the fact that my dreams have been beyond fucked up the last couple of days, but for the most part they haven't been terribly unpleasant.
Good lord, I want a burger and a fucking milkshake.