foul mouth, foul mood

ya, I just keep swearing to myself... mainly "wtf?!" Why? HellifIknow.

This UK Queer Eye is dumb... but then, everything is dumb today. 'cept my hair. It turned out pretty good, at least for now.

I need extremes today. Something extreme. I want something extreme to drink. Water doesn't taste good. I'm sick up to here with coffee. I'm looking for an extreme color palette for a client. I wanna be wild and crazy and it pisses me off. and no, I don't do "that time of the month." Haven't since 1986 thank goodness.

So how the hell was your day?