- I have an appointment to have my head yanked on at four o'clock this afternoon.
- Fast Food is oxymoronic.
- Today is this journal's sixth anniversary.
In fact, the appointment for the yanking of my head is scheduled for six years, eleven hours, nineteen minutes and six seconds (local time) after the moment of this journal's creation. If this fact has any significance then such significance surely escapes me. What I know is that I'm looking forward to the yanking of my head in hope that, subsequent to that event, my neck will feel at least as good as it did at the moment this journal flopped, devoid of content, into the virtual world of Teh Intarwebs. I guess that makes four things, but it's still six years, and fast food is still oxymoronic. I'm going to have a cookie now. It's feast for me!