Things are finally getting organized, in a schedule, and written down. I mean I have to schedule massage school, drug testing, zombie slaying and knitting, or hell, my homeostasis will be shot to hell.
Remember when I used to have a planner? Uh, and then remember when I lost it?
Yes, without the planner, we won't have tasty meals like Zombie Parts Meatloaf!
Well, tell me what you do with the spare parts. We can't have a bon fire every night.