Fuck that I am going to play PS1 games and listen to death metal.

I got up today and saw that it was snowing, then I considered staying in bed, fuck everything. But I can't just lay in bed because I would get bored and then I'd just be lying there like a rube. So I decided to get up and hang around the house listening to the radio and maybe reading, this being the early 1900s I would then crank start my horseless carriage and go over to the general store to pick up some newfangled Coca Cola and some opium, for my nerves.

I feel like I should know how to start a fire, with sticks or squirrels, with the objects at hand. It's not like I am stomping around the woods or anything but it might come in handy.