Why?

Did not work out the way I planned. Instead of sleeping Black woke me up seeking for someone to lunch with. Being the regal ass I am I stayed in and decided to organize my sox. Later, I shopped around all day for toys for boy. My stomach has been aching and I have no desire to workout. Spoke with Brownie, he didn't jump. Alas, an imminent crisis averted. Slept in early, did not go to Black's. Need the time alone. I tried contacting the man from Durham to no avail, elusive and mercurial. That is me.

The pic is of a furry emaciated creature passing out diet drinks in NYC or....Nicole Richie for Diet Dr. Pepper.