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.

some days…

are held together by office supplies, divorce seems like the answer and thank you is all you need to say.

today isn’t that day, except for the thank you part.

i got nothing

nothing but love for my coffee. i’m fixing another right now.

caffeinated despondency

a desperately needed cup to bolster flagging spirits. i believe i shall have another, if the milk supply holds out.

with each end a beginning

cappuccino, more on the latte side – perhaps a cappatte? actually consumed on the 2nd