Breakfast? We don't need no steenkin' breakfast...

I posted this somewhere else, but it fits here, too:

I don't know how I'm doing today, really. I mean, I haven't had breakfast yet. (Yes, the time stamp doesn't lie--but I only got up around 12:30...) I have just about finished my "morning" coffee, at least. I've got tons to do and don't seem particularly motivated to do any of it, though I've already started finishing the one job I should have finished yesterday.

Sigh.

I did go out, get the Times Magazine (there's a guy at the newstand around the corner who gives them to me for free), bought some stuff for Smartie at a different store than I normally go to, and then stopped by Two Little Red Hens, where they were, alas, out of red velvet cupcakes, but I did cadge a black and white brownie for later. So at least I got out on this gorgeous day.

That's where that post ended. I suppose I could write more, but I've got a lot of work to do and I need a shower and it's Sunday and I don't want to do any of it. Not that it being Sunday has anything to do with anything, just--it's that kind of a day, when you really just want to curl up in bed with the Times and a cup of coffee and relax. Or, even better, sit out in your backyard or on a porch and read and enjoy the cool breeze. Assuming you had one of those things, of course. A back yard or a porch, that is.

I've really been longing a back yard lately. Maybe someday...

I haven't changed the sheets on my bed in a long while. I did take out a fresh set yesterday. We'll see how long it takes me to actually get them on the bed. Preferably without Smartie's "help".

I have a friend battling cancer and right now she's in a rehab/hospice and I'm hoping she gets to go home this time and is in more need of the rehab than the hospice. I am worried about her and wishing I could get to spend more time with her.

I'm going to get to work now. Then shower. Then more work. Then...maybe a DVD. Gotta have something to look forward to, right?