vampire in training

[thanate]

Sun is evil. It sucks the life from my limbs and tries to dry up the last puddles of my soul. Which is a neat trick for someone who envisons her soul as a little ball of light...

Long car trips involving sitting in the sun all day not to mention fussy relatives (well, mostly my grandmother) are also not the thing. Besides that I didn't actually know where we were going, and managed to book a reservation for a hotel on the wrong road. Bleh. The corrected hotel (in the same chain, therefore possibly an easier change?) has wireless, and appears to have a waffle iron in their continental breakfast nook. Some comfort may be derived from good waffle breakfasts.

...and I was sitting in the McDonalds, having finished my dinner, and waiting for everyone else to finish, looking at the advertisement on the tray liner. It was going on about getting a McDonald's breakfast, and how you need to start your day well, and so you should have a hot breakfast, here are some of their options, don't you want coffee with it, etc. And then it ended with the phrase: "...satisfy your cravings, and WAKE UP with the one you love."

This sounds like excellent advice to me, but wholly unrelated to McDonalds breakfasts.

Other notes for the day include passing a truck full of chickens, and fields with shrink-wrapped hay bales, by which I am confused.

Comments

[fishy1.livejournal.com]

*sympathy*
Long car trips are never the thing, especially with too little environmentl control.
I have never understood fast-food breakfasts. Of course i don't really get this breakfast thing in the first place. Selling desire i get, but sometimes advertisers go way overboard.

[weebaby.livejournal.com]

You're not the only one confused by shrink-wrapped hay bales. I also cannot explain why it makes me envision fat women wrapped in plastic wrap at some gimmicky new age spa. Must be the lack of sleep....