Tonight, my dad brought home a twelve-pack of Cherry Coke.

That was about... three, four hours ago.

There are about five cans of Cherry Coke left.

And I won't be able to sleep for a week, I bet.

I'm absolutely twitching with energy and giggling at nothing. I love getting drunk off of caffeine. Sure, my stomach lining may be eroding away as we speak, I won't be able to sleep for quite awhile, and my hands are literally twitching. Either I'm finally going crazy or I've just had far too much caffeine today. XDDDDD Either-which-way, I'm good.

*bounces up and down*

And my attention span is down to about... ten minutes. XD I couldn't even settle down to watch Woodstock, or even the Who's bit in Woodstock. Which I usually sit down and glue myself too. I'm dead silent for my favorite acts (the Who, Jimi, Janis, Canned Heat, and Jefferson Airplane). But I can't even make myself pay attention at the moment. XD Roffle.