Of knives, and conspiracy theories

Yesterday while half asleep I sawed a cut in the side of my finger while trying to slice open a frozen bagel. Although that did wake me up, I didn't feel that walking around the living room holding my hand above my head to slow the bleeding was really the best start to the day.

Also, I dropped half the bagel in the sink and had to chuck it out.

I fought the cheese, and the cheese won

I thought I'd gone deaf in both ears today, but luckily I'd just forgotten to bring my headphones with me. I still had my ipod, so I entertained myself on the bus to the office by watching the time on each track change.

There's a great bit on Radar Love by Golden Earring where it segues from 1:59 to 2:00; you hardly know where the time goes.