Barack Obama Is Out Of F**ks – Medium – I really liked this summation of today’s State of the Union address. Also, it led me to this masterpiece: The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F**k. That’s my new mantra.

It’s probably fair to point out that if I truly didn’t give a f**k, I wouldn’t star the profanity. But hey, parents read this. Them I give a f**k about, okay?

I’ve got five months to find the perfect onesie for the next knitting retreat. The sparklier the better. (NO, I’M NOT KIDDING.) Any ideas?

I do rather like Cara Delevigne’s pizza onesie…

Breakfast: Black coffee
Lunch: “Morrison Burger” (from Parlour Burger) without the bun; cabbage & parmesan slaw
Snack: Pear
Dinner: Tunisian Prawns, broccoli, and roast pumpkin

Yeah, so that slaw at lunch had the first dairy I’ve had all month. I rationalised it as a very small amount of a hard cheese, and it tasted fantastic. But within a couple hours, I started to feel extremely crappy and run down. I don’t know if it’s related or I’m coming down with something, but twenty hours later I’m still feeling sluggish. I’ll have to do a controlled experiment in a couple weeks and see if it happens again.

Might have to try this on the weekend.

`Serial´ Witness: I Never Recanted Adnan’s Alibi — Vulture – I am unable to NOT click on a Serial-related link when I see one.