going to chicago

it seems that once again i have been seduced by the dark side.

i woke up late for work this morning- it's secretly my day off but trying to convince the elderly persons of the area that i shouldn't sell them fish is considered more than a traversty, it's simply unspeakable. in my blundering and bustling around [once i'm late i'm late and cannot be arsed to care really] i happened to make the strongest pot of coffee known to man.

might i say i'm highly enjoying it and am completely wired after just three sips.