I guess it's true that you don't know what you've got until it's gone.

That came out wrong. Don't worry, my fiancée didn't leave me!

She just went on vacation, and I'm fully incapable of functioning in life now, apparently. The first 24 hours were the real tell-tale sign that this week would be a hot mess. She left and literally within 24 hours I, lost a shirt, lost my credit card, dropped a sandwich on the floor and for some reason still ate it. Then I watched about an hour of some weird ninja weapon competition at 2 a.m.

My whole life fell into shambles.

I've also not gone to the gym once this week. I also haven't cooked anything healthy to eat. It's been all burgers, subs, candy and popcorn.

I have caught up on a lot of stuff on Netflix, though. Some would say that's still not productive, but I beg to differ.

I still have two days left on my own. I ask that we all say a prayer that I find a way to survive. I'm clearly a child.

Also, shout out to all the ladies everywhere. You're all much more together than us guys are. I'm just stating the facts there.