Will the construction ever end?

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Coffee Lover

It's getting increasingly difficult to get enough caffeine into my system to work these late hours. The following conversation took place upon my return from a particularly groggy overnight shift:

WIFE: "What time is it? You smell like coffee."
ME: "That's because I've been rubbing the grinds into my eye sockets."

Next step: Injecting caffeine directly into my heart.

(Update 07/31/2006: My daughter made this card for me.)
(Update 08/08/2006: I've hit rock bottom: This morning I resorted to drinking coffee I scrounged out of an MRE.)

Monday, June 05, 2006

This confirms it.

Tonight, a fortune cookie confirmed what my wife has been saying for years: