Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Ain't Enough Coffee in Ohio this Morning

SB came in early today because I have to take the Disdainful One's ass to the vet again tonight after work. I am suffering, suffering, mon. I am currently immersed in a biography of Bob Marley, and I watched several documentataries on him over the weekend. So now I am going around talking like a Jamaican, mon.

I am a tired, grouchy Jamaican this morning. Antidepressants give you bad dreams. At least, me they do. I am always being chased around in dreams or having to murder a bad guy, and I wake up tired. Will Smith I ain't. They are VERY VIVID dreams, too.

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