All Things Profane and Sacred

So far it's been one of those mornings-not the sort of mornings that make you say, "Wow, I can't wait to greet the day!" but one of those mornings that make you say, "Urg, blarg, gurntz" because you're not quite awake enough to realize you're fucking up. There's really no excuse for this-J and I have been dragging this week, so we went to lay down shortly after Jeopardy (we're training to be senior citizens).

Bleck. Is soy milk supposed to leave white crusty shit in the bottom of your coffee mug?