Drinking a lot of coffee. I'm so mad at myself. I started the day with so much hope. And felt great, ready to conquer my addictions. Now it's almost 3pm and I feel like I've done nothing but scour LinkedIn for posts I can comment on, and try to show the world that I'm "wicked smaaaaht" (like Matt Damon in Good Will Hunting).

I'm sick of wasting my time. It's like scratching an itch...feels good at the moment, and then causes long term pain.