Ya know, every morning feels kind of interesting. I might wake up feeling sluggish, I might wake up wanting to play a game, I could even wake up feeling as if I just came back from an incredible life-altering journey. Mornings are so unpredictable that I often wish I could control whatever it is that puts me in whatever mood I’ll have. Control, however, can take away from the spontaneity and let’s face it, sometimes spontaneity is the one thing we need more of.

Speaking of something I need more of, I feel like I could use a little more green tea. Had some last night and mixed honey in with it. I once tried honey mixed into a tea, and I wasn’t too fond of it. I don’t recall what tea it was, but last night’s cup was rather good. I’m mostly partial to black tea, English tea, Irish tea, and also cinnamon tea. In fact, I have more tea than coffee.

Not gonna lie though, I do miss the taste of coffee. I also miss Capri Sun. I know that they do still make the drink, but I haven’t had it in so long that I’m starting to crave it just by thinking of it. Ever do that to yourself? You’re pretty much choosing to torture yourself by thinking of how something tastes if you don’t have it. Watch… barbecue. I bet those of you who can’t resist barbecue are feeling your mouth water while thinking of the nice slow cooked whatever-it-is you prefer. Some say they like ribs over steak, others will take a steak over ribs, personally… I’m in no particular camp. Although if I had to choose, I’d go with a steak. Makes me kreygasm just thinking about it.

Hmm, apparently someone at comicbookmovie.com had frustrations while watching Guardians of the Galaxy. Looks like the theatre they went to played Rise of the Guardians instead. Now, I’ve never worked in a theatre before (though that does sound fun), but wouldn’t someone have noticed the reel and… I don’t know… done someting!? I mean seriously, that’d be like if a theatre showed Transmorphers instead of Transformers, or 28 Days instead of 28 Days Later. If that happened to me, I’d demand not only a free movie ticket and an apology, I’d also demand a free t-shirt that says, “Arsehole.”

For some reason I’ve been finding myself using that word lately. Granted, I’ve had a fondness for UK words and spelling variations for a while, but as far as insults go, something about “arsehole” just has a funny ring to it. We need more funny insults. I won’t get too vulgar, but when you notice that words like “asshat,” or “assclown” aren’t said a whole lot and, in the event(s) when they are said, end up throwing you off-guard and getting a laugh, you know we’re living in an era where we need funny insults to be used more often.

And let’s face it, an era where I can say that someone is being a complete taint-bag is an era I’ll be proud to have lived in.