ok, so the headache was definately caffeine related.
hello, my name is rachel, and i am addicted to caffeine. there, i said it.
i have had two giant cups of coffee, and even though i still have allergy head, i no longer feel like i'm swimming through a pool of pancake syrup. that would be gross in real life. sick out.
i have moved on from leondard cohen-- bethy, i have no idea who taught you to be so freaking cool, kiddo, but i like to think i had something to do with it, even though i didn't. i guess you and your brother turned out fine, despite the fact that you lived in rochelle during most of your formative years, and then moved to the booming metropolis of lubbock. you must come from good stock.
at any rate, jack johnson is on the mp3 player now, so inspite of the fact that i have on a skirt and sit in an ergonmically balanced chair, i chair dancing like a maniac. thank G-d i finally got an office with a door. too bad the refrigerator lives in my office too, so people are in and out all the freaking time. oh the wonders of my job... screw it, i'm dancing anyway.
mil besos-r
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You deserve to dance. And the only reason, you might ask? Is because you're you. If I were you, I'd always be dancing, because I'd be "Rachel." and because you like "the Cohen." You rawk!!! yeah, that's right. You rock so much that it has to be misspelled. Consider yourself privileged, darling. Not too many people are allowed to "rawk" the way you do!
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