Mmmm, chocolate.

Chocolate makes me feel much better after a bad day. Which is what I had.

First: some idiot woman decided that instead of drinking her tea, she'd instead pour it on my hand as I gave it to her. My fingers are now very red and sore.

Second: it was hellishly busy.

Third: it was KFC. It's never good.

Well, some amusing news. My vegetarian friend, Paul, who plays for my old band The Ocean Fracture (formerly Emberfall), got a job in KFC. They were discussing training him in kitchen, which would mean he'd have to pull apart chickens and suchlike.

I think it's funny, anyway.

My blogs are really boring, I know.