You ever have one of those days where you wake up with something on your mind that you just. can’t. shake?

Me, either.

It doesn’t have to be breakfast just because it’s my first – and probably last – meal of the day, right?  I mean, Chipotle opens at 10:45. That’s lunch time, definitely not breakfast time.

I feel like that argument clears me of any bad judgment…somehow.

Karmically, I feel vindicated because Digging Your Scene by the Blow Monkeys just came on.  That’s obviously a reward, or something.

Like breakfast with your best friends from college.  Maybe Shakespeare’s Sister and T’Pau will stop by.

Damnit.  It was breakfast.