(no subject)
In my efforts to combat low-bloodsugar-induced ill-temperedness every afternoon, I've realized that I am also pre-programmed to want tea at that time. And on a subconscious level my brain is going:
Tea. Want tea. Want tea now. Tea. Now.
Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Need.
Tea. Tea, now. Go. Make tea. Need tea.
Now. Now. Now. Now. Now.
Tea. Tea. Tea. Tea. Tea.
until I suddenly find myself standing at the faucet at three-thirty sharp, pouring water into the tea kettle with no idea of how I got there. (Though lately the urge for tea has been substituted for chai, I admit. It's still the same number of syllables.)
Does anyone else have this problem?
Unrelatedly, is it very wrong of me to have a whole list queued up of words to post to dictionaryporn merely a day after joining? And that I keep thinking of more? Mmmmmm, lexicophilia.
::thumbs thesaurus lovingly::
Tea. Want tea. Want tea now. Tea. Now.
Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Need.
Tea. Tea, now. Go. Make tea. Need tea.
Now. Now. Now. Now. Now.
Tea. Tea. Tea. Tea. Tea.
until I suddenly find myself standing at the faucet at three-thirty sharp, pouring water into the tea kettle with no idea of how I got there. (Though lately the urge for tea has been substituted for chai, I admit. It's still the same number of syllables.)
Does anyone else have this problem?
Unrelatedly, is it very wrong of me to have a whole list queued up of words to post to dictionaryporn merely a day after joining? And that I keep thinking of more? Mmmmmm, lexicophilia.
::thumbs thesaurus lovingly::