Danny Tanner, I am not

Things have gotten a bit busy for me this week because of exams and other things, and it occurred to me this afternoon while I was swatting fleas out of my hair that I have kind of let myself go A LITTLE TOO MUCH the past couple of days. I’m usually a neat person — almost to the point of anal rententiveness — but these days I don’t quite have my act together.

If only just to whip me back in shape, I have never needed a girlfriend more in my entire life.

You would think that on one of my crazy insomnia nights I would take the time to merrily wash all of my dishes or pick up all the banana peels I tossed beneath the couch or coat the entire room with a fine layer of my Axe bodyspray, but no, all I ever do in my available free time is proudly take pictures of my pigsty and update my stinking weblog.