081613 #worm #roach Times like this, I could really use a cup of tea. Times like this, the crushing loneliness of this place really sings. I mean, I can find tea bags, a mug, even ways to get hot water. But that's not what tea is. If you've ever sat in a cafe, or tete-a-tete in someone's bamboo antechamber, or even at the plain old kitchen table with your mom, you know what I'm talking about. And I'm not going to talk about it any more, because I'm obviously too hard-bitten to cry.