wired

Because I have coffee pulsating through my body. My body which is exhausted and on the verge of collapse after a semester-long all-nighter.

espresso art


I found this at dooce also. (I've probably not divulged this to all of you, but when I start reading a new blog, I have to start from the beginning, or as much of the beginning as I have access too. I know, it's tedious, but I feel compelled to do it, and, y'know, pick your battles and whatnot.)