I stopped off at the city's worst Dominion store (at College Park) last night after work. Dijon mustard is on my list, but they don't stock my favourite brand, Maille. I refuse to pay full price for French's, so I skip it.
What did I dream about lastnight? Row upon row of Maille Dijon mustard, on sale.
This is obviously my stressed-out brain processing stuff. I'm extra-busy at work right now. Basically, I'm Mitzzee.
Not helping matters is the lack of (good) sex. Also, I haven't worked out since June 13th. I need a goddamned break.