How much caffeine is in cocoa anyway? Will I be jeopardising a good night's sleep?
I'm a little afraid of that myself, given the fact that a second cup of coffee in the morning can fuck with me. (Edit: ok, looking at the numbers that seems a little ridiculous.)
I will write the paper tomorrow. Now I'm doing Econ. Yay for little quizzes online! It totally makes studying fun. For dorky values of fun.
Randomly, are Daisy or Dana around? I'm watching a What Not To Wear with a woman from New Orleans, but her accent is fascinating -- she kind of sounds like she was born in England, but has been here a long time, but I don't think they said anything like that. Is that some kind of NO accent?
Okay, cocoa it is. I love Horlicks, but crave the chocolate tonight.
I found another box of holiday cards. All is right with the world. Seriously though, card writing is like the longest chore EVER!
I had no idea that cocoa had caffeine in it. The things I learn at Buffistas.
I'm watching a What Not To Wear with a woman from New Orleans, but her accent is fascinating
My mother and I watched a bit of that, and both of us noticed her accent. My guess was, she had spent some of her chidlhood speaking Russian or something Slavic, and then moved to the US before age ten, so her accent is there but not strong. Just a guess.
Man, did she have no taste. I don't know if a $5000 credit card and some quickie lessons can teach somebody taste.
mmmmmmm
smoked cheddar
It's just a cross-town bus from you now, isn't it? We could meet there. We could "make plans" and meet there.
I had to google Horlicks, and now I think I need to try some.
Happy Birthday Kat!
But sober is a reasonable synonym for somber, isn't it? Or at least a similar idea.
Yes, but probably not the best word choice when talking about an alcoholic who's currently facing a huge amount of job stress. Or, perhaps, the perfect word choice.
I love plans!
I did not see this What Not To Wear with NO woman. But, I did see the repeat with the LA woman with the really bad weave a few nights ago. It's the only time I've seen Nick Arrojo truly flummoxed by a head of hair. He just looked horrified, sitting there picking at it.