Sometimes when I eat breakfast, I like to be incredulous.

Apparently I was not aware of this until now… but I am completely and undisputedly inept. I’m pretty sure I’ve always been this way, but I’m just realizing it now. Hopefully in 5 or 10 years I won’t remember what I’m talking about right now, and that will make me happy. But chances are I will know exactly what I’m talking about, and know I missed out on something big.

But maybe by then it won’t matter. I’m terrible at this game.

[Edit, December] – I’m over it.