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I fail at mornings.
Jan. 25th, 2007 07:45 amEspecially this one:
"I think I'll have cereal for breakfast!" I said to myself. And had gotten the bowl out of the cupboard when I realized -- I don't have any cereal. I'm out.
"Well, no problem," says me to me. "I'll have oatmeal instead. It's a cold morning, so oatmeal would really hit the... oh. I don't have any oatmeal, either."
So, in a grumbly mood, I opted for the last-ditch option of toast and jam. And then I couldn't get the jam I wanted open.
Could I possibly suck at mornings any more than I do today? :P
Also, I appear to be getting sick again. No, no - something different. I woke up at 4 am with one of those painful, scratchy throats that is the vanguard of a good, stuffy headcold. How is THAT fair?
"I think I'll have cereal for breakfast!" I said to myself. And had gotten the bowl out of the cupboard when I realized -- I don't have any cereal. I'm out.
"Well, no problem," says me to me. "I'll have oatmeal instead. It's a cold morning, so oatmeal would really hit the... oh. I don't have any oatmeal, either."
So, in a grumbly mood, I opted for the last-ditch option of toast and jam. And then I couldn't get the jam I wanted open.
Could I possibly suck at mornings any more than I do today? :P
Also, I appear to be getting sick again. No, no - something different. I woke up at 4 am with one of those painful, scratchy throats that is the vanguard of a good, stuffy headcold. How is THAT fair?
