so i was going to be like, “i think everyone has to reach that point sometime in their lives where they decide to just eat their breakfast on the toilet because they don’t want their eggs to get cold.” then i thought to myself “no one wants to hear that,” until i turned around and was like “oh. so this is my life?”
pictured here: cat box, french omelette w/ hot sauce, Jeff Manaugh’s BLDGBLOG Book, Mark Kurlansky’s Choice Cuts, The New Yorker Book of Sports Writing, pile of soiled rags for bike maintenance/cat vomit, toilet paper, new issue of Saveur Magazine.
i promise someday soon there will be some actual content on this site.
(actually, my thoughts right before taking this picture were “i wonder if there’s anywhere in Montréal that makes stout-flavoured ice cream?“)