Pre-Coffee
So, I was blearily adding hot water to the dry oatmeal packet sitting forlornly in my Styrofoam bowl today, (The Secret Life of Glamour Girls In the Office! Film at Eleven!) when one of the standard, old, socially inept, ohmygodihavetotalktoagirl men that populate this office walked by. He moved aside and remarked, trying to be friendly, “You could eat better breakfast if you got up earlier!”
Sure. When pigs fly. Also, please kiss my ass.
2 comments:
Better than oatmeal in fall? Yeah right. There is nothing better.
I think the entire blogging audience should know that one of the main reasons I love Seattle is the preponderance of Gray Mornings.
Because in this kind of climate, the kind of climate that can start a music genre called GRUNGE, for God's sake...
...hot oatmeal is an appropriate breakfast 99.9% of the time.
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