I could tell you all about my day today, but then, unfortunately (takes on Natasha and Borris Voice) I would have to kill you . So since I am feeling none too spiffy enough to commit mass murder, I'll just leave it at this:

Woke up. Fell out of bed. Dragged a comb across my head. Found my way downstairs and drank a cup, And looking up I noticed I was late. Found my coat and grabbed my hat. Made the bus in seconds flat. Found my way upstairs and had a smoke, And somebody spoke and I went into a dream....

Ahhhhhhhhhhh.