Thursday, October 28, 2010

Utterly bushed

After the adrenalin rush of the last few days, I'm sitting bushed over a cappuccino, struggling to keep my eyes open. The relief is seeping into my muscles, tendons and between my joints.
But now is not a time to relax, otherwise I'll lose my advantage.
Coffee anyone? I'll get it if you can keep my eyelids parted....

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Anonymous said...

I have a tendency to chater on a hundred miles an hour when I drink coffee...I bet I could keep you

William said...

If you're offering to pour, I'll take a cup. But I hope you have a scone or two to put in David's mouth. He seems to talk a lot when he's drinking coffee.