sitting here, i want to write but i can’t - i’ve eaten too much and i can’t think straight. i can see the light from the TV flashing on an envelope, of all things. my dog is trying to find the food that i already threw away and i don’t know what to tell him. i’m trying to watch the latest episode of SNL but it’s not funny - i mean, nothing’s really funny when you’re like this. dazed and exhausted, you know, whatever whatever, i don’t care.