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November 14, 2003 - 10:33 a.m.

I am simply unable to function as a human being without first consuming massive quantities of coffee.

My morning starts off with a visit to my roommate's bakery on my way to work for a 20 ounce flavored coffee of my choice. Between 10 and 11 am, I am back at the bakery on a coffee run for everyone at work as well as my second vat of coffee. I repeat this process in the middle of the afternoon, only choosing Dunkin Donuts instead (as the bakery is closed by this time).

When I return home in the evening, I am so revved up on caffeine I can barely remember minor details (my name, putting one foot in front of the other, why there is a strange feline sleeping on the couch) and spaz around the house randomly cleaning things until I pass out in a puddle of my own drool.

I think I need a hobby.

Liz and I begin our EMT classes in January. That should keep me busy for a while.

It is probably too early to eat lunch. But I am hungry and do not wish to have cereal.

Dave and I went to Taco Hell for dinner last night. There is a party going on in my lower intestines right now. One of those college parties that get way too noisy and is overpopulated. I wish everyone would just hurry up and leave. I don't appreciate my body being used as a frat house.

ER next week is gonna be good. I wonder who is going to die in the chopper accident. It had better not be Dr. Sexy. I lost him once this season already and I barely lived through it.

I will be making Thanksgiving dinner this year for our make shift family of residents. Shouldn't be that hard, right? Maybe we should just go out to eat...

 

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