It started yesterday - I woke up to find that I had finished off all the oatmeal in the apartment. Which is terrible, if I have no cinnamon-apple oatmeal, how in the world am I suppose to: wake up, get the latest 'Majority Report' podcast, eat my oatmeal, stretch, and then run? I can't.

So, instead, I ate a bowl of cereal... in it's defense, it was a healthy cereal, but still - after waiting an hour and a half to run, it still sloshed around in my stomach. Where as after eating oatmeal, I can go for a run two minutes later and be fine.

On top of the "sloshing", my iPod's battery took a crap 10 minutes down the street. And I'm just not in good enough shape, especially my lungs, to go running with out some form of distraction - it's sad.

I still have no oatmeal today... which means: dry toast and scrabbled eggs.


On an unrelated side-note: It's Justin's birthday today, drop by his blog, Jeans Pants, and wish him a happy 27th birthday.