Grumble. It’s early and it’s time for coffee. But since I have to have some blood drawn this morning for the annual physical, I can’t have any coffee. Or water. Or tea. Oh, I definitely intend to be first in line at the lab when they open the doors at 7. Let’s see, only 2 more hours. Can I make it? I’m dying here!
Apparently coffee fuels any creativity that I might have and despite reading more than a dozen blogs, the LA and NY Times… I’m empty. Not a thought makes it past the caffeine starved lobes of my brain and onto the keyboard. Maybe later.
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