09/08/2024
Update: post 5 pounds of potatoes
Nope. Nothing to report. I’ve sat down, tried, thought about it. Nothing.
Coffee. Nope. I’m usually that guy, coffee on the way to work, and then Wordle, Quordle, Octofle( if needed) in my executive bathroom.
But nothing today. I looked at toilets. I saw the Camp Randall stalls. Nothing.
I hoped. I wished. But- I feel great. I woke up chipper. The power of potatoes. Why is this not killing me?
Potatoes are the perfect food. Stand on it.