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It's three-thirty in the morning. It's THREE-THIRTY in the MORNING. I am STILL AWAKE.
I blame Nathaniel.
My brother gave me a neat tea infuser for my birthday, something I had requested. He also gave me a tea sampler. All of it was green tea. So when I made a vaguely oriental dinner (okay it was oriental chicken wings and rice) I decided at the last moment to forgo the decaf black tea I normally drink for a bit of green. It was about 6:30. I had ONE CUP.
And now I'm awake at three thirty-three in the blasted morning. I HATE MY LIFE.
I blame Nathaniel.
My brother gave me a neat tea infuser for my birthday, something I had requested. He also gave me a tea sampler. All of it was green tea. So when I made a vaguely oriental dinner (okay it was oriental chicken wings and rice) I decided at the last moment to forgo the decaf black tea I normally drink for a bit of green. It was about 6:30. I had ONE CUP.
And now I'm awake at three thirty-three in the blasted morning. I HATE MY LIFE.