While in NYC, Ponzi got me a skull cap from FCUK. Yes, I had to do a double-take the first time she said it to me, too. I've seen FCUK stores before, but I thought its name was just a cruel joke. Turns out, it's for real – and I've received three “for real” compliments on this particular piece of headwear in the past week. The last one from my Tall Soy Mocha One-Pump No-Whip maven at the local Starbucks. On my way home, I decided to share with you my many FCUKing moods.
Here I am, FCUKing thinking about something:

And now I'm FCUKing angry:

But I can be FCUKing happy at times, too:

As well as really FCUKing sad:

I guess I'm just FCUKing silly: