Holy shit. Today was the absolute worst day in my life.

I think that Andy and I perfected the brownie recipe. All it takes is just some downtime from when you bake it and eat it.

Holy fuck.

I spent my entire shift in the office. With my boss laughing at me. Over the trash can. Dry heaving. I ate 3 1/2 at around 8ish last night. It is now 9:00 pm the next day and I am still FUCKED UP.

Moderation is the key. And for all that want to try these in the future...2 is probably max for myself. If you want to fly for the next 24 hours...eat 4.

STOP SPINNING.