Hey, Mr. Asshole, what's your dirty hassle?

I was supposed to work today, but I woke up feeling sub-par.  Perhaps it was the two cherry stouts I had at Himal Chuli, (I had the best mango chutney over Alaskan halibut) but I never get a hangover from two beers.  Anyway, I consulted the I-Ching and decided to take a mental health day.  Thus, I have spent the morning eating leftover spanakopita, drinking tea, (We're out of milk so no lattes this morning.), and studying for my first sociology test.  I still have to write five 15+ sentence essays for the take-home portion.  I think I'll be making two more pillows and another sock monkey.  And laundry.  That might be too much for a mental health day.  Tomorrow, dear reader, is another day.