Ethiopian Yirgacheffe is the highest expression of what coffee can be; in fact, it is what every little coffee bean wishes it could be when it grows up.
Also, I need to do another food blog entry today and have no idea what I should cook/bake.
I am open to suggestions. Otherwise, I will cruise the food sites until something strikes my fancy so to speak.
Food in Middle Earth was very non-commercialised and type of British old traditional type of food. If I was on Middle Earth I would long for Burritos. Chicken Burritos with Chipole Sauce and sour cream with a bit of salsa and a lot of lettuce and tomatoes and Cheese.
Glad I am not. I like Burritos.
Covering for this girl who is so freaking nice to me it straddles the line between her liking me or just being really, really friendly. Which really sucks cause I spent like the whole shift tonight thinking about her and whether or not she does and thinking how much I didn't miss the uncertainty these kinds of situations bring up. Too bad this is the only day we're working together out of my current 10 consecutive working day cycle. That's right, this is day two of ten consecutive days of working. All nights too.
So confused, too bad it's almost certainly nothing.
Anywho, she, like 95% of the staff, is graduating tomorrow, so I'm working 10-close. Maybe my GM or other manager will get someone else to close? either way its cool.
but yeah, I'm gonna be so rich whenever I get the paycheck of this stretch of days working
I am either on the cusp of a great enlightenment-type of awakening or I've had myself a mini-stroke, maybe in the Broca or Wernicke areas of my brain. I seem to be having weird language-processing problems.
I am thinking about how much i looove Sundays. It is basically the only day out of the week where being lazy is accepted, nothing is routine, and all day is mine
should i go to sleep already it's work tomorrow oh i want to find my love is there one i don't know there's this someone i should contact yeah my first crush actually though its been a long long time what kind of dreams will i have tonight i hope as moving as i had a week ago i'm tired of being isolated here i don't want to be chained in my life oh gosh no i don't mean death although it is my birth tarot card and all **** yeah surrealism gotta love it i wonder when i'll be having my next session when i can be completely alone and just listen to some music i'll probably cry to and walk around and babble and scream and sing and dance and look at myself from the mirror and think of all the people i've lost and those i've gained and when i'll be able to see them all again if ever well it's not a prison here i gues but not too far from that glad i've got some good company in work ******* money who needs it anyway doesn't bring love or really anything people are really only what they need to be never what they merely want to be so i must do something about this all chain myself to be truly free but free myself before that wonder what lawrens is doing who is this anyway hope the headache goes away i wonder if i could make it go away i've done some **** before and there's this feeling just this feeling that oh we are just on the surface surface what do i mean with that does it matter this is surrealism the flow of thought and the process of mind better as i'm tired and all should go to sleep it's work tomorrow so much to do so little to gain at least in here glad im never alone as long as i have myself with me hahaha no seriously humans are so lovable now is she just some guardian angel or a part of me or just my subconsciousness or is someone really seeing dreams of me as all my life i've seen some very moving dreams all depicting this everytime very different person but still the same now is she there somewhere or is it just a part of me or just something of a spirit that i wouldn't understand without the sweet veil of sleep
There were church-going Germans, singing Russians and a tick-ridden, rabid werewolf in last night's dream. I was also young and beautiful in it, so you know it was total fiction from my subconscious.
Sometimes my subconscious weirds me out.
Do you ever feel as though you need to recover from waking from a disturbing dream? I sure do.