I have discovered it. Yes, I think I may be turning into a coffee drinker.
I just know my mother is cringing on the inside. "After all I've taught him!"
But there you go.
Many, many years ago, I tasted a bit of my aunt's morning coffee... Blecch. Not good. No. Bad. Tea good. Coffee bad.
Fast forward to this summer, in starbucks in lincoln. Got a caramel macchiato. Macchiato good. Caramel good. All the top stuff, good. Once I got down to the coffee.... Blecch. Not good. No. Bad. Tea good. Coffee bad.
And that was my position until sunday. I went into target, the one with the starbucks built in, and thought to myself, "a cup of coffee sounds really good." Wait! Does not compute! Blecch! Not good! No! Bad! Tea good! Coffee bad!
But it did sound good. And I went and got myself a white chocolate mocha. White chocolate, good. Caramel syrup, good. Coffee... good? When did that happen? I hate coffee!
And I got a coffee craving this morning. Went to starbucks. Got a white chocolate mocha. Good again. What is this?
Of course, I decided that if this is a habit, I need to get used to folgers because no way can I do $4.00 for a cup of coffee every day. So, came home, lazed around a bit, and whipped up a cup of coffee which I am drinking now. Admittedly, just a normal old folgers with some sugar and milk is a little bit... empty yet overpowering. Feels like water, tastes very, very much like coffee... But I dropped half a hershey's kiss in it, and that thickened it a bit, and mellowed the flavor.
So, look at me. I drink coffee.
I'm so ashamed.
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- Patrick
- Because I change my mind faster than a pregnant politician with ADHD on cocaine, I try to update my About Me section every once in a while. My number-one philosophy is to 'keep it real.' It sounds so trite when I say it with that phrase, but it's true. Though, in the spirit of keeping it real, I'll be the first to admit that I have my problems adhering to the principle. Everything that I do is somehow connected to the Drama Department. I find myself stressed out, and I think "I need to stop doing so much crap!" and I go and try out for every play that we do. But it's worth it. I love it. Even if I am a crappy actor.
3 comments:
kaisha is addicted to coffee. heh heh
No, no. Coffee bad! Bad I say! Listen to your mother. LOL
And by the way, P, I learned something today... and I am amazed that you don't know it already. ;) You can turn on "word verification" for comments posting at your blogger dashboard. It's supposed to keep the evil spam-bots at bay.
Actually, I had seen it. I just detest word verification. :P
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