big breakfast
i gotta remember not to eat big breakfasts when i need to be productive… jacque called me about 9.21am, waking me up, and conned me into going for breakfast at the best dive in lansing, golden harvest… this place is tiny, a little scary, and filled with “regulars” - including city workers who are most definitely ‘on the clock’ - but they have the best greasy breakfasts this side of pharo’s truck stop in shippensburg, pa
the reason i shouldn’t eat giant portions of eggs, homefries, bacon, and toast for breakfast is not because i currently 15 pounds over my lacrosse weight - it’s because, for the rest of the day, i am in a state of bleary-eyed lethargy where all i can do is slobber on my powerbook and answer simple questions in mono-syllabic grunts… i spent the day at the union office, completely worthless, and now sit here waiting for the pawn shop dudes to deliver us a new (used) couch - this, this is living the high life
