Mornin'
Got my usual 2.5 hours sleep..awoke at 5:30 am...ish. Had a half hour to kill before Starbucks opens, which would be....now! I
'd like to say I'll be back in 10 minutes or so, but I fear I'll be escalating the coffee run to include McD's. Something greasy. Something filling. Something awful. Something necessary: Steak, egg and cheese McBagel. Not the meal. Just the sandwich. I have no use for the Exxon Valdez-in-a-paper-sleeve hash browns, I have some orange juice here at home, and the coffee's already been taken care of. What the hell is wrong with McDonald's anyway? They have steak..steak!..and it's only available from 4 am till 11 am. It's the best goddamned thing on the menu! I don't know how they stay in business. Take the McRib. It was awesome. When's the last time you've seen it? I get angry just thinking about it.
This is my first post, on my very first blog. And it's 6 am. And my brain, such as it is, runs on caffeine. So, some slack-cutting is in order. Which is not to say it will get much better than this...
Speaking of cutting, I suppose I should crop down that cute little pic of me here at Lansman's Bungalow Colony at age nine (almost), lest one of the other miserable little campers takes umbrage and/or legal action. Heh, look at that counselor...she's checking me out! Anyway, I've been trying to figure out how to make that my profile pic, but sans coffee, it's been a futile effort so far. Maybe later. OK, I'm out of here. As if you care...pfft.
'd like to say I'll be back in 10 minutes or so, but I fear I'll be escalating the coffee run to include McD's. Something greasy. Something filling. Something awful. Something necessary: Steak, egg and cheese McBagel. Not the meal. Just the sandwich. I have no use for the This is my first post, on my very first blog. And it's 6 am. And my brain, such as it is, runs on caffeine. So, some slack-cutting is in order. Which is not to say it will get much better than this...
Speaking of cutting, I suppose I should crop down that cute little pic of me here at Lansman's Bungalow Colony at age nine (almost), lest one of the other miserable little campers takes umbrage and/or legal action. Heh, look at that counselor...she's checking me out! Anyway, I've been trying to figure out how to make that my profile pic, but sans coffee, it's been a futile effort so far. Maybe later. OK, I'm out of here. As if you care...pfft.

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Yes Lori...pfft. Don't tell me you've never pffted.
So sorry to keep you waiting. Here you go:
http://www.bartleby.com/61/98/P0229800.html
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