It's 7:00 and I'm up. I was up an hour ago, actually. My sleeping patterns have been skewed lately. I've been getting up very early, which in itself is fine, but I've also been going to bed late.

OK, fine, last night I went to bed at 11. But there have been other times where I've been getting less and less sleep.

According to recent research, miso soup cuts the risk of breast cancer. Why can't all medication be delicious?

Then again, I suppose that's why I eat a bowl of prozac with milk in the morning. Cheers!

(not actually happy),

Jared