Went out for my fix this morning. Needed my rush of news along with my caffeine. It wasn't there. My eyelid started twitching.
Called the man, got a busy signal. My caffeine was drained, but I hadn't headlined yet. I started to sweat. Drove to the nearest market. Wasn't there.
Started to shake. I was ready to buy my fix on any old street corner. I didn't care.
Nowhere to be found.
Finally, as my vision was beginning to dim, I bought myself a dose of methadone -- I mean, the Oregonian. The sweats and twitches have subsided.
But I'm still jonesin'
Did ANYONE get their Bulletin this morning?
3 days ago