silversolitaire

Isn't it sorta scary? I'm spending my days drinking coffee. It's a ritual. And it can't be just any mug. For every kind of coffee there has to be a special mug. In the morning I have black coffee, which need to be had from the funny mug with the face that my friend gave to me seven years ago, a gift from Canterbury. Then, as the day proceeds, I'm having coffee with milk, lots of, from my Swedish Chef mug (Köøkin wit dü Chef, LOL). Later, there's black coffee with milk foam which tastes best from my pierced bowl. And when I feel like it, I'm having a Latte Machiatto in the evening, from a longdrink glass with a straw.

So, whatcha think? Too much caffeine? You bet!