Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Why so serious?

I must be at warning label levels of caffeine, taurine, ginseng, guarana etc etc. When not filing or packing under the influence, I'm going to so many short farewell coffees with random people I feel like a politician. 3 days of work remain. 7 days in Wellington. 9 days in NZ. 101 days without a lion scar.

Drinking V and packing into the wee hours. Is it when you start talking to yourself in a gravelly Christian Bale voice at 2am about the pros and cons of taking toaster that its time for a holiday? Or another coffee?


Wheeeeee!

No comments:

Post a Comment