A typical scene in my living room. |
This cat has had too much caffeine. |
This morning, I kept hitting the snooze alarm for over half an hour. I finally pried myself out of bed with the promise of caffeine. Caffeine AND a breakfast sandwich. I was actually dressed and down the stairs before I remembered that I would be driving Rabies. I've been avoid drive-thrus because I don't see myself successfully navigating the little lanes without taking out any curbs or menu displays.
Fortunately the cafeteria at work reopened not long ago, and they cook up breakfast sandwiches. It wasn't greasy like McDonald's, and it didn't come with hash browns like McDonald's, but it was good. And I got to have strawberries and watermelon on the side.
I'm still feeling a bit disjointed. My train of thought derailed last night, around the time my attic fan started making jackhammer noises. It stopped, but that was the last time I had any luck in.. what was I talking about again? I have no idea.
Okay I'm going to bed now.
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