104. Well, I simply didn't have a very good day. First, when I was going to eat breakfast, I discovered that the caviar I was putting on my sandwich actually was floating putty that somehow had turned read. Then, my boss fired me after I accidently set his shirt on fire with my Cuban cigar. At home, my girlfriend broke up because she didn't approve of that I punched a hole in the wall every time the radiator became too hot. So, I died.