Plotting and planning a meal. It's almost 8:30 which might sound like breakfast is calling my name but since I've been up since 2:00 this morning now it's kind of roaring my name. I feel like that Seymour plant in Little Shop of Horrors - FEED ME!!! Only since there is no one around to do it for me, and as much as Monte tries to have opposable thumbs he just doesn't, looks like I'm on my own.
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