Wednesday, April 21, 2010

I hate mornings, redux

Another one of my least favourite morning skills to have developed:

the ability to determine, with a high degree of confidence, the precise age of a clot of blood and mucus based on taste, texture, and exactly where in your oesophagus you're spasmodically coughing it up from.

I want a long, long shower, like right the fuck now.

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