May 2012
6 posts
Mistakes were made
This is how the last half-hour played out.
I was reading a book, drinking incredibly strong coffee, and, like most of the time when I’m reading a book, I was desperate for a distraction. I settled on the old standby, the classic “I’ll just grab a quick snack.” After all it had been hours since breakfast, and I was famished—famished?—ok not really famished,...