Oh, I've got no problem eating alone. Make no mistake-- I can eat what I want when I want it. I can think how I look like I go where I want. I can see whom I please, Say what I mean, Then leave when the wind picks up. I am the very soul of independence. I could live such lofty dreams no other mind has fathomed Light-footed free and unfettered, I could Soar, The very soul of independence I could see the world and hoard it all, never tell another soul I could, it's just that I'm better at cooking for two than for one. I don't ever know what to do with the leftovers, and I know how much you love Mexican. 6:30? --Caroline