I'm at Panera now, sitting in one of the two comfy chairs in the corner near the door. I usually get a meal and a frozen mocha here, then do some writing. I ate my meal -- even the apple! which often gets fed to Lut when I get home instead of me eating it -- but I seem to be unmotivated to write fiction. So I have written this little diary bit to get me started typing instead. I'll take a stab at working on book now.