I need to make some new stories to tell.
Tag: Coffee
I probably shouldn’t have drunk that entire coffee before heading into a two hour and fifteen minute long movie.
Anxiety and caffeine are a potent combination.
The trouble with using headphones in a coworking situation is you never know just how loudly you’re slurping your coffee. Or humming.
This place still hand writes bills on custom-printed tickets
OH: He’s super smart. Super, super smart, but super nice.
I’m getting back on the caffeine
And boy can I feel it!
Ordering decaf everywhere has been annoying lately. Sometimes restaurants don’t serve it. Sometimes I have to wait for a new pot. Sometimes it’s cold. Sometimes shops have to substitute a sort of similar drink instead of the one I want.
I’ll start with a cup (literal; 8 ounces) of coffee a day and see whether or not my heart explodes. I’m guessing what’ll actually happen is my head will spin off my neck, or I won’t sleep for weeks at a time.
This kid needs to learn how to use her inside voice while in the coffee shop or maybe be removed from the shop entirely
OH: “Who cares? Sparkles are awesome!”
It makes sense in my head
Today I’m that guy at the coffee shop with two pocket notebooks on the table, switching between them for no clear reason.
The weather is insane in the absolute best way
November 4, 2015, Dinkytown –
Coffee at a sidewalk table with delightful company.
I win.