I was just brought breakfast in bed. A breakfast that contains egg, rice, tuna, smoked salmon and toast. This violates so many of my breakfast rules, and is also just sincerely bizarre. However, my rule of "if someone made you food, eat it" overrides my concerns about rice before midday, so I am eating this Frankenstein's monster of a plate of food. It's actually strangely nice, but I have no idea how it was conceived. I think it may just be all the leftovers out of the fridge cooked into some scrambled egg. Novel!
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