Being depressed about your lack of productivity is a dangerous thing. Especially when you attempt to combat it by downing half a bag of Frosted Animal Cookies and chasing that with way too much orange juice. You'll end up making yourself vomit. And it only kind of tastes like dreamsicyles the first couple of heaves, after that it's just tastes like sick. And watch out for that splash back. Trust me, you do not want to catch a face full of that... But as always, I feel better after praying to the porcelain gods. So leasone learned. From now on I'm going to drown my woes with Star Wars video games and masturbation. Much safer.