I've been running about since 8:00 this morning. I feel like each movement has been little jerking actions... i jerked off to work and made dough. While it was rising i jerked away to the bank for $5 to buy some coffee. While i was there i jerkingly decided to buy some for my mom too, so i jerkily walked it up to her office. When i was finished with all of these things, i couldn't decide what purpose my day would have. So i read the Free Times. Since i have to be back at work at 4:00, i can't really go anywhere. Angela suggested a "wintry walk". Perhaps this is the best course of action. For now i'm eating some leftover rigationi and drinking some milk.