10% of Your LJ Experience

I had my cup at home before work. There is, theoretically, coffee at work. But you know, after the AMAZING cup I had - the cup that inspired SONGS - at work on Tuesday, events took a horrible and tragic turn Wednesday. The coffee was god, so bad. SO BAD I POURED IT OUT! Half a cup, down the drain. It was making me feel sick and awful and it was just - it was grotesque. It was liquid evil.

So now I really want more coffee, but I'm terrified at what is lurking in the breakroom. Some days, I just can't handle this world. Today is one of those days.

But I'm pretty sure that my coffee woes aren't why you're checking in today! (Although they SHOULD be why and if they're not, maybe you should do some serious self-examination on why you're taking my tragedy so lightly and what that means about YOU as a person).

You're probably here for the Bacon Chocolate!

( A world in which bacon and chocolate coexist in a single candy bar?! MADNESS! )

What dya think? Success waiting to happen? Or SUCCESS WAITING TO HAPPEN?
( Season finale of Project Runway! )

Halfway through this post I got up to get coffee. I got there and to discover one of my coworkers pouring the pot into the sink and was like "!!!" and he was like 'You wouldn't have wanted it. It was the color of tea" and I said "ahh, teafee. I hate teafee". And he brewed a new pot and I spent an eternity waiting for it. But it's decent. It's no AMAZING COFFEE but then, I can't have everything all the time. (Although, why NOT?!)

Hahahah, I just got Coworkers K and Coworkers L to both say that they're going to need a lot more coffee to get through the day. Because I've been deep-voicing my proclamations. Good stuff, good stuff. Day is already looking up.

Hugs and kisses and love, kittens, it's Thursday!

ALSO!

Two posts in one morning? Crazy.

Except popping up ALL OVER my flist are these references to some sorta Brutal Honesty meme and probably a kerfuffle but, more important, L O V E. wolfling just linked to a love meme post floating about.

So here's time for some BRUTAL HONESTY:

Swmbo is like a cat. She wants to be petted. And she wants to be petted RIGHT NOW. PET ME, DAMN YOU!

Just because I'm not in Supernatural fandom proper doesn't mean I don't deserve it. Pinky swear.