coffee overclocks the overclocker!
Insta-hangover cure! :tup:
/not really
... but speaking of coffee, I bough some ground Starbucks espresso so I could juice myself up with some street-legal industrial speed to wrap the semester, and last night I drank maybe 5 cups and couldn't fall asleep until 4 a.m. After falling asleep, I had a dream that Phil Anselmo could sell me an oz. of mids for $100, and I somehow ended up with said mids in my mom's house, and she was walking toward the room I was in while the mids were in the midst of my hands!
She comes ramblin' on, and I somehow end up with the mids all over my face. That's was some sticky azz midz, yo! The dream got darker, and much more lucid, when these two uber real people who were almost zombified ghosted my way, including one person who was my friend's mom and her nose was nipped off, and she leaked head guts onto me and I just thought, "What the **** is my life coming to?" I got up to piss and I couldn't shake the dream state initially, but after a while, I realized that if a leaker leakin' on me was all I currently had to worry about, things wudn't so bad, and then I segued into a great dream, and I think there was sexalicious action goin' on.