I’m done thinking about breakfast.

I’m done thinking about breakfast. I’m now ordering whatever you’re having. I’m done thinking about it, I just don’t care that much. How bad a breakfast could you possibly come up with? What variation on pan, cake, sausage, cheese, egg, toast, and hash are you going to choose that’s going to make me go “oh, I’m not eating THAT.”

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I’m done thinking about breakfast. I’m now ordering whatever you’re having. I’m done thinking about it, I just don’t care that much. How bad a breakfast could you possibly come up with? What variation on pan, cake, sausage, cheese, egg, toast, and hash are you going to choose that’s going to make me go “oh, I’m not eating THAT.” I just committed to it this weekend. I had breakfast with Bart and didn’t even pick up my menu. Bart ordered and the woman asked me what I wanted and I said “that.” Done with choosing breakfast. Done. Oh, am I’m also collecting quirks, they’re fun to write about and they give me the illusion of depth.

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