Thursday, October 05, 2006


While it certainly doesn't rank up there with leaning the R1200ST into a curve, there are few things I enjoy as much in the morning as feeling a medium iced soy caramel mocha (no whip) sliding smoothly over my tongue, exciting my taste buds on the way down.

Conversely, there are few things as frustrating as helplessly watching $3.50 worth of said yummy mocha splash untasted on the asphalt parking lot.

I was running early, for the first time in weeks, on the promise of treating myself to coffee on the way into work. I usually place said coffee on the truck while opening the door. I didn't this time, and fumbled it.



Rebecca "Squeaky" Nelson said...

So did you at least go back in for another?

Becca said...

Nope. Didn't have time. I fumed all the way to work.

But I went to get a haircut and go shopping after work. I bought some shoes and then went to Barnes&Noble. Found a book and then sat in the cafe with a tall iced soy mocha. Twas nice.

gordbull said...

There is nothing I hate more than wasting coffee