My roast chicken last night was nice.
One has to be thankful for small mercies.
Not that That chicken's life was particularly merciful I shouldn't wonder.
But one has to think of the big picture, a chicken dying today for perhaps helping to save a planet tomorrow.
That chicken was doomed from the start anyway.
Perhaps I am too..
Perhaps we all are...
Hmm... Im oddly philosophical for this time in the morning..
Its too early for this shit. Fukkit.
Good Muronanoning.
