Coffee, donuts and Petula Clark (or: My day starts well)

I woke up this morning and walked to the 7-11 for breakfast. Suprisingly, their coffee is quite good, especially the Exclusive Regular Blend (whatever that means). Picked up some donuts with the coffee, and came back to my apartment.

Now I’m listening to a Petula Clark CD while I write this. My day is going well, I think.

It almost makes up for the fact that my CD case dissapeared from one of my classes yesterday.

I think some :wally stole it. And I don’t really care too much. I’m just going to listen to car talk and forget about it.

It’s always good to know that when you are alone and life is making you lonely you can always go downtown. And get some coffee and doughnuts.

When you are worried, all the noise and the hurry seems to help, I know.

Don’t sleep in the subway, baby, or someone might steal your CD case. Why just the case and not the CD, I don’t know. He’s probably a bum who likes shiny things.

I know a place where you could get a new jewel case…

Actually, it was a CD folder, not a case. The bitch of it was that most of my CDs were in it.