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Monday, January 06, 2003
The only mornings that I am 100% certain to come to work early/on time, and the only mornings that I eat breakfast, are the mornings when I come straight to work from Mint Manor. (Because, in order to get to her work on time, Gina has to drop me off at the PATH at 7:30.) This doesn't happen very often as I prefer to go home Sunday nights, sleep later Monday mornings and get to work just under the gun. But sometimes I do stay at MM Sundays and show up to work early, and then I can have a nice leisurely breakfast at the Lemon-Lime Coffee Shop with Frodo and Sam and the gang.

This week, while the Swedes are here, I'm planning to go back to the Manor every night that I have to work, so as to have as much time with them as possible. This morning they, too, arose in the early morn and accompanied me to the city. They had a big, disgusting American breakfast with me in the Coffee Shop. Oscar even took a picture of it. I always have an omelet, coffee and orange (apelsin!) juice (nej potatis, nej rosta bröd), and of course, to them this is outrageous excess. Tee hee.