One, two...

If I'm able to get myself out of this chair, post-peanut butter M&M consumption, I will proceed to a table a few feet away and study obscene amounts of Hebrew vocab. Not obscene amounts, exactly, but our current chapter is on the parts of the body, and some of those are kinda racy. Of course, we didn't learn the racy ones (the class has some first-years, and who knows, they could be 16-year-old prodigies), so if the power of the coffee exceeds the sedative effects of the "partially defatted peanuts" (scary! should never read the ingredients on such things), I'll be up and cramming in no time. OK, one, two...