....How come I always end up with the funky cherry cough syrup ones?

I have rammed my elbow on the side of my desk so hard that that I saw white light. I have stubbed my toe at 3AM on a solid oak dresser. I made up cuss words it hurt so bad. But when I knocked a fresh cup of coffee off my desk onto the floor, you would of thought someone had died. That's when I realized how dependent I was on coffee. Not that I plan on cutting back. But it was like the life in me was slowly dripping away.

We all have our addictions". I don't smoke, I've never tried any drugs and I only drink on occasion. But I love my coffee. I live for that first and second cup in the morning. People don't even talk to me until they peek in my office and see the bottom of my mug. I had one friend walk in and see my cup was full... her eyes got big and she slowly backed out of the office. You could almost hear her thoughts... "No sudden movements. Look casual. She can detect fear..." Smart girl. She'll live a long life.

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"No sudden movements. Look casual. She can detect fear..."

LOL nice. Same here.

But I love my coffee. I live for that first and second cup in the morning.

Hail that! I even get up early on weekends just to drink coffee! I've actually gone so far as to go to bed early just because I couldn't wait to get up in the morning and have my coffee.

*snicker*

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