babypolygon

yawn. i can't believe i actually slept until 2pm. i feel like such a loser. i really need to do something to make up for this.
although i don't think my current choice of sustenance does. i seemed to have found a new way to bastardize grits. i know i'll never be southern, so i might as well run with it.
as i went to make my usually sin of grits drowned in sugar, (bad yankee bad) i decided i would just add a handful of cinnamon life; the wonders of this new creation are that of which i shall never forsake. yum. i hope i get slaughtered by an old man favoring colonel sanders drinking a mint julep for this one.