End of story. Well, not END of story, but not the beginning of a story that is going anywhere good.

Sorry, guys. I’ve been sick and fairly isolated for over a week now and this is the shit that goes through my head when I try to force myself to rest.

Which is why I try not to rest too much.

Which might be why I’m always sick.

Whatever, at least I’m not whining about it to my MOMMY.

Anyway, the point of all this is…

Do you think that guy’s still single?

Any guy who loves his mom that much would definitely make me some chicken noodle soup.

Ok, sorry, that was absurd.

Matzoh ball soup.