Discombobulation

It's 5am and I haven't slept. Which makes a grand total of six hours' sleep over the past three days (two hours on the plane, four last night, zero tonight).

Jet lag - worst I've ever had, not sure if I'm Arthur or Martha

Angst - some things said by my mother

Heartache - if loving him is wrong, I don't want to be right

Starbucks - I have to wait until 7am but they are going to chalk up a venti soy latte with, well I think I might have to make it an eight-shot

I feel numb and no it wasn't mass consumption of mooncakes, I had only a half of one and it was a three-yolker so it didn't leave much room for the lotus paste!

Update:

Me to Starbucks barista: Good morning, one venti skim latte (decided against soy) with four extra shots, extra hot and no foam please.

Silence...I smile at her

Starbucks barista to me: Four extra shots?

Me: Yes, please

Barista: One two three four?

Me: Yes, one two three four

Barista: In one venti latte

Me: Yes, thank you

Barista: Wow I've never made it like that before, that's really strong, it already has three shots

Me: I might be back in an hour for another one

Barista: (Wide-eyed and with a smile appearing)...I can give you a bag of beans to chew on

Me: I'll take one to go!!

I love a sense of humour in the morning!!!!!!