I didn’t succeed in talking about whipped cream today. I didn’t succeed in reading anything. I didn’t succeed in writing anything. Apparently even though I have been to a zillion different offices in my life, going to this new office is stressful.
I did manage to spend money, but the comics are being delivered to my lair instead of to the store for pickup. It was enough to get free shipping anyway, though.
Read (from the shelf): FAIL.
Written (anything): FAIL. Wow, I really suck.