It's sunny Sunday, time to go to church and wind up god

[Cleo]

Well actually if I was to enter a church I would probably burst into flames so instead I'm going to smoke a joint, go to the gym, and workout until I almost pass out, then on the brink of conscience life becomes surreal enough that anything is possible. Sure beats the hell out of blowing up and killing each other over small bits of dirt in the middle of the desert.

Now for something totally different…
Threw a load of wash into the machine this morning, just in the nick of time I realized that my new cell phone was in my jeans pocket, damn it really is a small phone, lol. Actually I feel kind of silly talking on it. I'm an unusually large woman and this is an unusually small phone. I have to hold it with just two fingers and feel like I've borrowed a toy phone from one of my childhood Barbie dolls.

So who is making the espresso this fine morning and what is for breakfast?