Some thoughts are not for public consumption

I just wrote out an entry for my LJ that took most of the night to think up and half an hour to type out.

Now, I delete it and go and eat French Toast.

Because while a mind is a terrible thing to waste; and an night is a fun thing to pass; and a telephone can ring with fury, signifying nothing.....

...the most basic truth remains cloaked in cliche: Never let a man be left alone with his thoughts when there is toast to be had.