I am starving 24/7. Is this what winter does to us in Northern climates? We must eat when it is time for cold weather? Or is it something ingrained from my Viking-ish heritage? If so, why am I such a cheap drunk?
I have watched a rough cut of a later Buzz Show recently - the jokes are a little too easy sometimes. I guess that might make it safe or comforting, but I would like to see it seem a bit - riskier. Or just less go-to than it is now.
Applied for a morning show job. Considering I can't get my ass out of bed, this may be unwise, but hey.
I go home to forage for my dinner.
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