disjointed/dehydrated day, and coffee is a strange one. i couldn't find my tea one morning so decided to partake in some coffee. ever since, it appears i'm hooked again after at least two weeks of yerbe mate - a green tea that made me actually feel good drinking it. now, me and the babe are up from a nap and there ain't nothin i want more than to cover his butt and give a drive thru a ride through. which in many ways will not be good for me. it is past three thirty, the stuff is an obvious toxin to my body, but oh so delicious, and it will keep me up well past when my tired eyes should be closed. shit. i'll probably still go...the small ways in which i torture myself....
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