I have had a various kind of day. I took out the trash and called in sick. I tied up loose ends at work and took it easy most of the morning. I napped. I ate. I felt better. I still had a fever. My phone rang like crazy. I bought some chicken for dinner and ate one piece. When my appetite returns, I'll eat all of it, I'm sure. I ran errands to two rent houses. I collected rent, but when I got to the bank I found that she had included a note and post-dated the check. Um, that'll cost someone a late fee, then. I took a drive to get some fresh air and ended up at the ice rink playing 3-on-3 hockey for an hour. It is difficult to play 3-on-3 at half intensity, but I think I pulled it off without skating like an old man. I got a few breakaways and played some great defense. Fun times. The exercise helped my appetite. Mmm. Chicken tastes better cold. . . if you're hungry enough to eat it cold.
I was in a happy mood, until I saw this ad. It cycled a few times before the image sank in.