Occasionally, I underestimate how much coffee actually does for me. I downed two Monster Rehabs today, and still sat around, brain dead, instead of grading papers or cleaning the house.
Odysseus made me coffee late this afternoon. And after that, I got my grading I'd scheduled for today done. Even if it is too late to do the bulk of the housework I'd planned.
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I'm like you. It has to be coffee, or the caffeine doesn't count. Maybe it's the feel of a warm mug or the taste of water strained through burnt cherry pits, but it has to be coffee.
ReplyDeleteCoffee is my comfort drink.
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