February 2012
5 posts
I drank half a tall can of Guayaki iced tea this morning. Fourteen hours have passed and I’m still, currently, grinding my teeth to keep from chewing on my tongue because it seems like my teeth would really like to do that, and resisting a strong urge to jump up and down pretty hard on the rug in the living room because I know the downstairs lady is sleeping. I also just started a new thing...
