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Since waking up at 6:30, I've already:

Emptied the dishwasher
Baked press-the-seam-with-a-spoon biscuits (I don't; I give it a little chop-socky tap with the blade of my hand)
Cooked scrambled eggs
Fried fake sausage (Gimme Lean! brand)
Assembled sausage-egg-and-cheese biscuits and put them back in the oven to get to know each other
Cooked some mushroom-and-cheese pierogies with the sausage oil
Made two liters of Summer Festival tea (from Your Dekalb Farmer's Market)
Cleaned up and started another load of dishes
Had one of the biscuits

And now it's time to have a bit more breakfast, take some pills, and get into the shower. Beat that, Pepys!

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: "Maria" (WSS) IMH

Jodi has a guest badge, so she could theoretically join me for sessions if she wanted to. We went downstairs and had breakfast; I tried to find her favorite Georgia beverage:

"Pardon me, ma'am, do y'all have sweet tea?"

"Uh, we will, for lunch. We'll put it out at eleven o'clock."

"Oh, man. I'm gonna have to go tell my wife that we're in Georgia and there's no sweet tea!"

Puzzled, she asked, "For breakfast?"

I hadn't realized that was odd, so I shrugged and said sheepishly, "She's from Pittsburgh."

"Oh. I'm sorry."