I went to Over Easy today, one of my favorite breakfast places in Phoenix. For some reason I thought I'd be the only one craving the wolf pack at 10:30 in the morning on memorial day. I did manage to get in within the projected twenty minutes though and sat at the bar where my favorite waitress, who I have a slight crush on, took care of me. It wasn't the same without the bf there (he had to work early today) but I do enjoy a breakfast for one from time to time. The muted CNN they had playing showed a story about a group of sixth graders who constructed a "how to kill" cartoon about one of their classmates. Atrocious I know, I mean the execution was despicable, a third grader could have drawn a better murder manual. I decided to bum a pen off one of the other girls working there and turn my menu over to try my hand at something I rarely ever do anymore. This is what I came up with before I left.