I don't want to kidnap the truth and negotiate.

By Juampi Bonino. 

Feeling quite nauseous over the fact that I will soon have to leave my pyjamas (that I've been living in for the last few days) to face the OH SO COLD world outside. But a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, the dog won't walk itself (?!) and I need to move. It would be kind of embarassing if my announcement in the deaths column would say something like "OD'd on chocolate." And YES, I am aware of the fact that I make no sense what-so-ever.