Wednesday Whirligig

As I sit here craving a croissant, I seriously think this train should have a breakfast car.

Outside is so gray and chilly. It's as though the weather has completely forgotten about summer.

I'm never sure if this journal is suppose to reflect who I am or project who I want to be.

I asked my folks to tape Last Comic Standing so I could watch who won. Early morning blog surfing revealed the answer prematurely. Now I'll have to act surprised when I see it.

When I have plenty, nobody wants it. But when I'm in short supply, it's in high demand. I really need to manage my time better.

Tomorrow, I'll remember to bring breakfast with me.