Where Am I? Who Am I? What Am I?

Uh... for the first time in adulthood, I completely lost track of an entire day.

Doing what?

Reading.

Now I need to go do something substantial. Perhaps involving a sponge, a bag of Ramen noodles, and a 105 lb puppy. Then I need to write three chapters on two books and figure out why my hair keeps standing up in the air. The Don King look just doesn't work on a pale white woman.