Stary, stary night...
Tuesday, March 2nd, 2004 12:50 amFoolish mortal, me.
I have spent a happy evening slurping coffee without a thought for the consequences.
I sit at my keyboard at 12.42am, red-eyed and manic. Tonight I shall either be staring at the ceiling or lying on it. I'm not sure which, yet.
It is not helped by the fact that I was drinking diet coke earlier. I prefer the vanilla diet coke as a rule, but in the absence of that I went for the stuff with lemon in it. I'm not saying it was sour, but my face caved in. Just a little more bitter and it would have generated a gravity well of its own and my head would have turned inside out.
I don't think I can drink enough Horlicks to counteract it...
I have spent a happy evening slurping coffee without a thought for the consequences.
I sit at my keyboard at 12.42am, red-eyed and manic. Tonight I shall either be staring at the ceiling or lying on it. I'm not sure which, yet.
It is not helped by the fact that I was drinking diet coke earlier. I prefer the vanilla diet coke as a rule, but in the absence of that I went for the stuff with lemon in it. I'm not saying it was sour, but my face caved in. Just a little more bitter and it would have generated a gravity well of its own and my head would have turned inside out.
I don't think I can drink enough Horlicks to counteract it...