So this was breakfast.
Yeah. Not good, is it?
Time to behave for a few days. Friday is going to be bad. Really bad.
(EDIT: I should point out that the cans were empties that I couldn't be bothered to move out of the way. So they stayed and stared at me while I picked at the leftover chinese. Taunting me: "You know why your head hurts? We did that. Yes we did. Bwahahahaha.")
