
Bleeker was laughing at me last night, because no matter what I am drinking, water, wine, coffee... I
invariably will spill some on myself, the afgan, Bleeker (if he's sitting close by). It's gotten so bad, that I will not hold a glass of anything while watching LOST. I am constantly startled by the show and each gasp is accompanied by a hand flying up to my mouth (to cover the gasp/scream), which is how I spill.
Trying to think of something fun to do this weekend. Earlier this week, I completely had a project idea and in the midst of my absolutely mental week, the idea scampered right out of my head. Damn.
Think I need some coffee... not in the sense that I need a new stain on my shirt, but rather I am in need of the caffeine jolt. While I am there, maybe I'll grab a few Timbits. Timbits are only 1 WW point each, which is great, cause you can get that sweet craving fufilled without totally derailing my AMJ. Hurrah.
Now... which one to get....
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