yeah buddy/that's his own hair

I've gone several weeks without much caffeine intake, so when I drank a medium-sized Borders chai tonight, I was a little buzzed. I'm still kind of buzzed. When you add that to the return to a base state of happiness caused by several hours of alone-time and reflect-y time, plus success at the Embarrassing Purchases Store*, I become a danger to myself and others. Once, several years ago, I was driving to this awful part-time job I had, listening to a song from the Run Lola Run soundtrack, and the sun was just right and the clouds were just right and as the song crescendoed I was coming to the top of this very high bridge and I kind of caught some wicked air, going about 30 over. I decided then that I should never listen to techno while driving.

So, if you ever want me to total my car, feed me chai and throw in something with a nice beat.

*Do you have this place where you go, miles from your house, where you've never ever run into anyone you know? And where you buy all the stuff that you never want to have in your basket where you might run in to past students again? I don't know why, but I have an immense sense of accomplishment when I walk out of my Embarrassing Purchases store with... you know. Stuff.