No more breathing for me... figuratively, of course. It's been a pleasent two days rest... kind of an early weekend.
Last night something weired happened. I don't drink coffee, but I more than compensate in tea, especially in this time of the year and again in June. Yesterday I was so high on it I lost track of time altogether. I just sat down with my keyboard on my knees, merrily typing away my feature tale... And by the time I bothered to check the time, it was well past 5 o'clock in the morning. I really have to lay off the stuff.
Decaffeinated but higly theinated goodbyes
ArabianShark attempts to get some shut-eye... nope, eyes won't shut.