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Somehow I never got around to making coffee yesterday. In an absolute shocker I”m here today, and moderately functional, so I’m trying it again, this time intentionally.
I doubt I’ll make it through the week without my chemical crutch – this one’s just too busy. Volunteering at Spinner’s school, turning 45, letting BorgHealth send electricity through my nervous system while the State Supreme Court debates my marriage, then jetting up to San Jose for a weekend of blissful nothing at the Fairmont.
It might be busy, but at least I should be fully diagnosed, if not feeling better, when next Sunday rolls around.
Good Lord, Man. Why would you want to start your new year– and hopefully a new, rejuvenated you– without coffee??? I should send you a pound of Kona just to torture you and snap you out of this self imposed martyrdom. Lemme know when the torture ends…
Oh yeah… HAPPY BIRTHDAY 3/4!! Enjoy your new shiney Wii.
The willpower collapsed about an hour after the post. Once I started thinking about it I never had a chance.
See, what he didn’t tell you was that he had a bonding weekend with the Blur of Fur while I was on assignment judging high school color guard in El Paso, TX. How does he survive without me?