Heck No, Techno!

Yesterday I drank an Arnold Palmer. I was sort of expecting to get rather hyper, as I usually do whenever I drink caffiene, natural or no. But I didn't. I was a tad disappointed; I was hoping for a sugar high to keep me semi-awake during ASL. But alas, I was forced to endure with an empty can of sugary goodness and a sugar... low?

Also yesterday I voluntarily awakened at the hour of 6:30 a.m., which, as you might have guessed, is highly unusual for me. I am one of those... "night people," that you hear about on television and read about in the Sunday newspaper. I think it is quite safe to say that I loathe mornings. I have attempted to shun the mornings, on several occaisions, and have repeatedly been successful in an entirely pleasurable and almost completely satisfactory manner. Most unfortunately, though, my experimentations with shunning have been 'most always terribly short-lived. My mother does not approve of shunning things so steadfast as the mornings, you see. A very unfortunate predicament, indeed.
In any case, I awakened at 6:30, yesterday. It was horrible. For some reason, I decided to repeat the process today. My results were much less horrible and not half so successful. Because, you see, today, I remembered that lovely thing, the snooze button. And I pressed it. Several times. Which resulted in my awakening at 8 instead. I think my attempt at welcoming the morning was a trend which I shall not make any effort to continue in.

Whoever invented chocolate is the greatest person I ever have heard of. Anyone who could divine of their own imagination such goodness must be absolutely my hero. Therefore, it must have been God who invented chocolate. Therefore, God must be absolutely my hero, because chocolate is bomb dot com.

Also, I am wearing two different socks at this very moment. Even as I type, my two socks do not match. They do not even coordinate. I think this may be a sign. If you think you may know what this is a sign of, feel free to let me know. Because I have to say, I am quite at my wit's end on this one. Any advice will be accepted and appreciated, unless it is not uplifting advice. I never accept advice that is not uplifting. And I very rarely appreciate it.