Alarm goes off. I hit snooze and knock over the alarm and some nail polish remover I left uncovered the night before. Get up and pee. Go back to bed. Get up approximately 1 hour later and clean up mess. Skip the shower. Fuck it, I'm clean enough. Grab brownie for breakfast and run out the door. Get iced mocha. (to complete my balanced breakfast) Watch gas light on dashboard come on. Ignore it and drive 30 more miles. Start to panic when I realize I have a meeting at work at 8am - which was ten minutes away from the time I looked, and I also had 10 minutes more to get to work, and OMG I have NO GAS. Get to work with one minute to spare and have no idea how I will make it to a gas station on my lunch break. Can't find meeting notes. Finally find meeting notes and run to meeting 5 minutes late. Its all good. Did I mention it was a meeting that I called? Yes, late to my own meeting. Dummy. Go back to desk. Finish mocha. Do blog.