Sunday, November 19, 2006

Can You Keep a Secret?

After a caraffe of coffee and two cups of tea, I don't think I'm excreting urine, but some unsanitary caffeinated beverage. I am strangely sleepy, but dare not add more for fear of throwing my body's PH off. I keep hearing Charlton Heston's voice "out of my cold, dead hands", but I picture myself with a coffee mug and not a gun.

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