Fatherhood 113
If ever anyone needed proof that I can’t draw, this is it. My profiles are horrid. ;P
So, yeah, coffee and I are a dangerous mix. It makes me absurdly energetic and ramps up my talking speed to the point that I get a lot of “what?” because my words are all blending together. Generally speaking, I only drink coffee on days that I need my brains functioning at prime speed first thing in the morning (like inventory Saturdays at work, for instance) simply because it tends to be overkill. I am rather fond of Bigby’s “Caramel Marvel” coffee, though. I could drink that all day. And then I’d be reeeeeally spastic. Yes, more so than I already am. ;P If I drank it like my dad (who eases into the day with a couple of pots), I’d be in danger of spontaneously combusting.
I’m wearing one of my Nature Force shirts (http://www.natureforce.ca/ ); one of two with the wolfpack print on it. You can’t really see them from these angles, but their eyes are excessively wide and awake, too. Trust me. ;P And if I wasn’t filling your spazz quota for the day, you can trip out on Stacy’s tie-dye rainbow shirt. Kia’s got a pink top and orange/pink/yellow shorts that you can’t see, but are pretty trippy, too. You’ll just have to trust me on that one, also.