Hot and Coffee
2003-06-25 2:22 p.m.
"So, hey.""Oh, hi, Ana. What's up?" "Well, to be brutally honest, Rijid and I are looking for somewhere to hang out that's air-conditioned." Dammit. Now when it gets really hot, I'll have to think of a better reason to hang out with him. I'm kidding, of course. I love the Hans, and would have wanted to hang out and play cards with him last night anyway. But you'll notice we went to his place last night, instead of inviting him here. So hot! I took a cold shower last night before bed. I woke up this morning under the blankets. "Wow." I thought. "I am perfectly comfortable." I dressed in shorts and tank top just in case, and one hour later, I'm all sweaty. Damn you, summer. I never should have left my bedroom. Don't tell Rijid, but my bedroom is actually five degrees cooler than the rest of the apartment. It doesn't sound like much, but it means that if I lie on my bed and don't move at all, it's almost comfortable. Yeah, I know. If I'm complaining this much now, I'm going to be a puddle by August. And it is partly my own fault. I'm drinking steaming hot coffee this morning. You don't understand. I need the coffee. I get headaches when I don't get caffiene every day. I used to be smart about it. The first few times I accidentally skipped the caffiene, and got the headache, I was all, "Well, this is one addiction I can control. I will suck it up today, have no coffee tomorrow either, and then I'll be fine." And it worked. But then one day I decided that just having the damn caffiene was much easier. Hmm. I could take an aspirin, and feel better in an hour or two, or, I could slam a can of Dew and have the headache magically go away in 10 minutes?? That was maybe a year ago. Now, I'm frightened of the caffiene headache. They get progressively worse, you know. My head just might explode if I try to quit cold turkey now.
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