I firmly believe that I’ve developed a caffeine dependency, all thanks to this 9-5 grind. My attempts to wean off this coffee consumption are foiled by insane, no-good-very-bad headaches, usually accompanied with a bout of vomiting (tmi, sowwy). So I head on over to the nearest Starbucks to remedy that, head lowered in shame, and order something caffeinated. Nom nom… after which I’ll be faced with shaky hands and a palpitating heart. It’s a lose-lose situation: *cue Emery* withdrawal symptoms or “I’m about to die, my heart’s beating so fast.”

Currently Tumbling my way through work since all my bosses are at a convention in Atlanta and I can do whatever I damn well please. Not really. But whatever.

Happy Friday!