must've teleworked and started the day with something herbal. A pretty good mood ensued.
The good mood continues, this time with delusions of grandeur.
While riding that high, made a new, imaginary friend on Twitter, but to the king of hype, the irony of the tweet seemed lost in a smoky haze.
Herb brings out creativity sometimes, so decided to have a little fun with Photoshop.
As the buzz wore off, started to get sentimental. (Remember, this is the same that professed to have a "thick skin.")
Then, buzz killed, turns to the bottle and rediscovers its natural surliness. Unable to turn the cheek, busts out that wmatatude we all know and hate.