It’s 4:38 am ET.
I was reading then I realized I was hungry. I went downstairs for a bowl of blueberries, and those new Oat and Almond Cheerios. That cereal is addicting-very tasty.
Then Vickie, sleeping in her air mattress, awoke and announced she was making pancakes.
Now, I’m starving.
Where are my pancakes?
I haven’t slept.
But, I’m staying awake for pancakes.
I came up to my room, after pulling the butter out of the fridge. I turned on my phone. When I got to Facebook I felt drawn to a page I’m trying to avoid, cause my crush is pointless. I liked the latest post. Shit. That man is evil. I think he might be at least as addicting as those damn Cheerios.
Going to check the status of pancakes.