It turns out that it wasn't the coffee that was keeping me awake, it was my stomach. Apparently, one side effect of my sleeping at odd hours is a confused digestive system. It could probably be described as being like jet lag, although without the prerequisite flight to a distant continent.
Argh. I want to sleep already! Even now our rice cooker is percolating. I had some corned beef bought from the nearby grocery. My tummy is making weird rumbling noises, already anticipating the imminent arrival of breakfast.
And I can smell it already. Mmmm... Fried eggs to go with corned beef and onions. Freshly steamed rice. Orange juice. God, I love breakfast!
I'll skip the coffee. After I eat I want to sleep. Of course, I'll also be skipping lunch in the process, but I do have to go to dreamland sometime.
Right. The table is set. I'm hungry, really hungry. So hungry that I'll probably polish off every plate at the table later on. No leftovers. No survivors.
No mercy. Hahahaha!
Argh. I want to sleep already! Even now our rice cooker is percolating. I had some corned beef bought from the nearby grocery. My tummy is making weird rumbling noises, already anticipating the imminent arrival of breakfast.
And I can smell it already. Mmmm... Fried eggs to go with corned beef and onions. Freshly steamed rice. Orange juice. God, I love breakfast!
I'll skip the coffee. After I eat I want to sleep. Of course, I'll also be skipping lunch in the process, but I do have to go to dreamland sometime.
Right. The table is set. I'm hungry, really hungry. So hungry that I'll probably polish off every plate at the table later on. No leftovers. No survivors.
No mercy. Hahahaha!
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