run dishwasher.
play Assassin’s Creed II for six hours.
Maybe finally try Kentucky Grilled Chicken.
Maybe, kinda walk over to Meltdown. If I feel like it.
Play solitaire.
Theorize about quantum physics using Scott Bacula.
~~Finish scrapped graduate thesis about the usage of religion, robotics and equating it to the Japanese outlook on mass culture as a whole.~~ Nah.
play Assassin’s Creed for six more hours while eating Kentucky Grilled Chicken.
Be forever known as "the online producer for The Rotten Tomatoes Show" on Gawker.
Remember that other time I was linked to on Gawker.
Water my chia herb garden.