lethargicWent out earlier. Got a decent book on Tarot and the chance to laugh at the little morons that think "The Teenage Witch's Spell book" has a use as anything more than lavatory paper. Smoked for the first time in a couple of days, and my body seemed to be back to at least 80% of my normal godlike model of masculine health and virility. Pity it didn't last.
I even ate at McDogfood. As utterly hideous as ever, though I noticed something. in between the yellowish crunchy bits of string. This something was a chip[1]. A proper chip, about a half an inch on a side and two long. It was foul, but it was a step up from the crap normally served. At least it looked like it might once have been part of a potato. It's the kind of thing an American would sue over, and I sure as hell complained. Apparently, the manager had no idea how anything that had so much as been in the same room as a potato got into their fryer, let alone into my string.
I also picked up the TPB containing the start of Grant Morrison's run on X-Men. It's damn good stuff, but it's Marvel, the Evil Empire of comics. I dunno what to think.
I go find painkillers...
[1] For those of you without the mental faculties to work it out, I do not mean what you Americans mean by "chip". Deal with it.
