I shouldn't be quite so shocked. And yet.
Son of a bitch. A 30mg dump without one shred of hesitation! I swear, I've got a headache that just will not go away now. Damnit. All over a yawn! A yawn! What does he mean I don't trust him? He gives good reasons not to.
And he's not going to leave the depression topic alone.
I'm going to sleep now. Or I'm going to try...still so wired from the SPEED MY BEST FRIEND SLIPPED INTO MY ESPRESSO.