Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Does this mean I won't get fruit cup?


I gotz it. Bad.

At least, I did this morning. The worst anxiety I've had since I left Parker.

Now granted, I'm totally hormonal. And it's just generally been an odd week. But really? What the hell?

And then I realized what those palpitations and difficulty sleeping were all about.

No one should drink a pot and a half of coffee every single day for a week straight.

No one.


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