One cup of coffee

= 146 words in my essay and 2 successful games on Intermediate Minesweeper.

I wish I could go get more coffee... (Holy Fridge, I'm addicted) but Dad varnished our stairs today (hence seperating my bedroom from the kitchen.)

Getting up the stairs you have go Spiderman-style up the wall and reach for Dad's hand.

Going down the stairs you have to get a run up and then leap downstairs, and if your name happens to be Aimee,you stack the landing and mess up your knee.

'You shouldn't do those kinds of things when you know you're clumsy.'

So? I drink milk don't I?

'I'm not even going to bother.'

Love you voice.

'I'm leaving.'

Hehe. Even the voices in my head think I'm nuts.
Oh. Did anyone else watch YourGen tonight? I lolled all over the floor at the Hillary Clinton nutcracker.

Me want coffee. Addictface.