Wake up. Make tea. Do a shitty job on Morning News. Read paper. Feel bad for the donkeys. Make eggs for the boys. Post a picture of Terry’s epic bed head to Instagram. Read Krugman and feel better about Obamacare. Read Egan and feel angry, angry, angry. Make more tea. Get on Twitter. See Gawker tweet about Black Friday. Try to remember last time I stepped foot in a big box store. Can’t.

UPDATE: Read comments, release nose, go to spa.