#405563 added February 9, 2006 at 9:49am Restrictions: None
Pursuing a Second Cup
I’m gonna kill Chuck. WTF was he thinking? Installing that godforsaken, bright as the noon-day sun light right outside my bedroom window?! And why Bryan felt compelled to leave it on all night long, I’ll never know.
I’m sure, (I thought during the middle of a two hour awake spell,) I could read the fine print of an instructional manual standing five feet from the window. Only I’m too lazy to get out of bed, and test this idea.
“We aren’t doing THAT again.” I growled through clinched teeth at six AM - before the alarm rings.
“Okay.” He says. Being verbally attacked first thing in the morning isn’t his favorite activity. Bless his heart. Later, I mumble an apology. Little sleep has a way of making me cranky, especially before my morning cup of coffee.
I guess, since Bryan has agreed the light can stay off at night, I can spare Chuck’s life. Just get me a second cup of coffee will ya?
OT: omg! this is way too funny! I just had to insert. "Invalid Entry"
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