Sunday, January 17, 2010

As I downed my fifth mug of black tea yesterday there was a nagging feeling in my conscience that I should not be doing thus.

But 'Why?' I asked myself, when it makes my throat feel so much better, and I no longer feel like I'm about to choke to death on the mucus produced by my very own body that's irritating my bronchial tubes?

How about the fact that there's a thing called caffeine in black tea, and the fact that I'm very sensitive to it?

Riiiigggghht.

That would explain why I was only able to fall asleep at 3 something in the morning to wake up bright and early at 6.

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