busted jeans/no coffee blues

Well, file this morning under "sucks ass".

Have your pick as to why: no coffee, trying to get on a bike that was too tall, trying to unlock said bike for 15 minutes prior to discovering it was too tall, trying to adjust bike seat height (to no avail), not making it to the grocery store, not wanting to walk instead because I dropped a guitar on my toe a few days ago and its still sliced/sore plus its -800 degrees outside, no coffee. All before 9:00.

Also: those jeans above are a prime example of what most of my pants look like these days. That's right. I can make a 'rock on' sign through my crotch with enough holes for all the necessary fingers.

Also: how does one usually figure out a bike saddle is too high? By slamming their crotch (with holes) into it when trying to come to a stop.

How was your morning?