I LOVE the Coffee Man! The Coffee Man who comes to our work and makes coffee for us out of the back of his lovely coffee-making truck! I love HIM! LoveloveLOVE! I love when he comes in the morning because then I'm awake all day long!! Wheeeee! I have the Cafe Americano - the BIG one! - the one that last for HOURS!

Hmmmmmmmmmmm

Pardon me. I'm just sitting here softly humming, caffiene racing through my once-weary body. It vibrates slightly with the awesome power of liquid energy. My ticks and twitches are more pronounced. I hope nobody notices.

I know I shouldn't drink so much coffee - or at least not ingest so much caffiene. It does to me what ephedra used to: it makes me a little freaky, a little paranoid, a lot distracted. Yes, it keeps me awake, but it also shortens my patience, attention span, and temper. I tend to be evil when I have too much caffiene - nasty, snotty, and seriously manic.

It also makes me pee a lot. (I knew you'd love to know that! Hee!)

Oh, but one day a week isn't going to kill me, or make me kill anybody else. I promise! I'll be good! I just need a little of the good stuff - espresso. Yum! Yeah! That's the stuff! None of that half-caff I'm forced to drink at home (or I'll be out on the highway ramming the other cars out of my way). Oh, no! Once I'm safe at work, and it's Friday, I can have real coffee, and lots of it!

And, today . . . I DID!!!

Reading: You've Got to Read This ed. by Ron Hansen. This week's stories are "Packed Dirt, Churchgoing, a Dying Cat, a Traded Car" by John Updike, "Labor Day Dinner" by Alice Munro, and "The Flowers" by Alice Walker, plus the two short stories submitted by classmates.

Classic Book: Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens.

Previously: Animal Farm by George Orwell.

Listening to: KLIFE

Writing: Working on revisions for "False Memories".

Gratitude: Friday, rain (annoying, but we need it!), crisp, juicy apples, and COFFEE!!!