Oh, except for yesterday when Jared and I went to Starbucks and the entire place smelled like poop for ten minutes. Not corporate poop. It just smelled like the aftermath of bad burritos. I know that was too graphic, but I regret nothing. I was the one who had to experience it, guys. I have no sympathy for those reading this.
If you're really that emotionally scarred, let me heal you through Iron Chef Chairman pictures. (Both of them.)
Seriously, they never fail to cheer me up. I want to watch Iron Chef now...