I had it all planned out. I was going to get up at 6, take a shower and get dressed, wander out to the balcony, maybe with a bowl of cereal in one hand, and read a book for an hour before work. Not, of course, the book that I say I’m reading in the sidebar here — it’s been about a month since I made any significant headway on that — but a book nonetheless.

And what time do you think I actually got up? About 7:15. Shower, yes. Book, no. I still haven’t had breakfast. Oh well, it was probably too hot to sit out on the balcony anyway.