I know, ionracas told me a long time ago it was the coffee. i didn't want to admit it. remember, i cling tightly to my vices. but it was the coffee. i had two cups to wake up and was fine to take my morning nap later with Doc. it turned into an afternoon nap i sent Doc to bed from. Now I'll have another one or two cups and then stop. so i can sleep tonight. maybe three cups. anyway. yes, it was the coffee. damn it.
I'm trying to call Kelli, she keeps sneaking out of the house. well, it's sneaking to me because i don't know about it. actually, she's just living her life. I just call at bad times.
Doc let me adjust the couch/futon so it's not a torture device anymore.
He was three hours late getting home, overtime. cool. i was kind of worried, but I know inside that he does overtime every so often when he's feeling particularly awake at the end of his shift. and they assign it, "mandatory overtime" - though you can tell your manager you can't do it and get out of it. whatever, corporate world.
Hane's black V-neck tshirts attract fur and lint like no other article of clothing. I have them in several weights, from thick to almost see through. and they all attract the most fur and lint of all my other clothes. none of my other black shirts are subject to this punishment. Why, Hanes, why?