Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Just some bitching...
I suppose in the one instance I can blame the fact that I am sick and didn't feel like cooking. But that would be a bullshit excuse. There are too many bullshit excuses nowadays. I should know I give them all the time.
I have been sick though. Just in time for my fucking three day weekend I get a cold or flu or what-the-fuck-ever, and it lands right in my sinuses and in my throat. It makes me cough and fucking hurt and I am just tired of this shit.
My fucking body can't even have the courtesy to get something really bad so that I can go to the doctor and get some time off of work and some really decent medicine. No. Here I am, on the third day of my weekend and starting to feel better. Not really better, but good enough so that I can go to work. At the same time, the weekend is over and it was shit. Yay!, me.
You know, I bet this sounds like I am fucking whining. Well, I am fucking whining. i feel like shit and now I got to go to work tomorrow and deal with work shit and I am not going to be in the mood for it. Hell, now I bet I won't even be able to sleep tonight. Why? Just because that's my fucking luck. Laterzzz.
Labels: food, sick, whining, work
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Drink and be merry...
I really enjoy my coffee too. I enjoy the smell. I enjoy the taste. I enjoy the taste as I smell it. I saw on an episode of Ally McBeal once where they were getting their cappuccino and the one girl was ready to drink hers down. But Ally told her to slow down, inhale the aroma, and then slowly taste. It was almost a semi-sexual moment. I, have been there.
Not so much with cappuccino but just the smell in the morning of fresh brewed coffee is like the smell of brewed sunrise. Throw in some sugar, a little creamer or milk, and well, all is good. And I forgot the creamer. Fuck.
I can drink coffee without creamer. I think it is mostly psychological. What I usually do, if I run out before I can make it to the store, is to grab a few crappy creamer packets from work. It don't compare with my Coffeemate, but what the hell? Any port in a storm.
I think that tommorow morning I may just have to do the black coffee thing. Of course I will use sugar. I am not some fucking heathen. I just like what I like. I just prefer my coffee creamed, dammit. I don't really care if I have cream in my tea though. Or milk. Sugar? Yes. Like I said, I ain't a heathen. Laterzzz...
