mountainous peaks of peanut butter

i’m not even sure i like peanut butter. and i am aware of the whole peanut poisoning situation, but i’m just a caution-to-the-wind kind a gal.

also listening to everythings not lost by coldplay if that gives any insight to my mind set, or soul-set, if you will.

july 3, 2008 d.d. 101

well this is an interesting day. here’s my coffee:

super foamy divorce! wouldn't it be great if all divorce could be that frothy?

and here’s my cup from june 16, number 92 that i found in our warehouse on a shelf around noon as i pulled an order. what is in the bottled water?

oops poopsie i lost another cup of coffee

i never cease to be amazed at what grows in coffee. the colors are quite lovely though, don’t you think? if they were on paint chips instead of floating on coffee dregs, i think you’d agree.

i am also amazed at how many times i lose cups of half drunk coffee in the office and warehouse. our last space was twice as big and they would be mia for weeks at a time, in one case more than six months.

june 16, 2008 downdate 092

i must really have been out of milk because here it is, three days later and i’m still drinking black coffee. not that i don’t like it black, i just usually chose a milk product. it’s a thing with me. recently. for the last few years. maybe 5. or seven.

june 16 americano - cup number 92

#76, the freedom cuppa

today’s cup with a little bit of my work leaning against it – not that i have anything to do with designing or even selling items like these – my work is mostly just keeping track of the money that goes into the designing and selling of said items. basically the most boring part imaginable. yay!

just made it

whew – there’s something funky with me and loading images. must be my blood’s high iron content affecting the computer. pity.

yay! coffee!

alien craft pod is perfect for leftover shots. i guess it’s just the right proportions or maybe i just really need espresso today!

yay! new mug!

is this not the cutest little alien pod craft three-footed mug ever? i think so. and only a 1.50 so i can buy 20 of them since they will all fall over eventually and crack into a million humpty dumpty pieces.

to think i almost bought a garishly painted hot tub of a mug at the grocery store the other day because it was on sale and i am really missing my mug variety. not that there was anything wrong with the over-bright rainbow hot tub; in it’s own way it was quite handsome. i’m just steamlined right now, as i slowly supplant my collection with white ghostly replacements. kind of a transient monument of my shallow sorrow.