Still on the First Day

There was no dinner ready for me at home, I made it, it'll be tomorrow's chicken. I drink my tea, I check my mail. Yesteryesterday I didn't know how to make a tie, I was half-scared, I googled it, I made it. This chicken is delicious enough, because I made it. I am the master of the universe, and my universe is a bag of marbles, and what a marble they are! My mom said these sort of hours were exploitation, the answer would be that I know it and that it's great, but the irony would be lost on her, mainly because it's the truth.