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It's Sunday afternoon, I'm at the Job of Doom and I've had to resort to making coffee.
And, dear readers, let me tell you: my coffee is truly cringe-worthy.
Every sip makes me wince.
It's like a tiny little caffeinated stroke in every drop.
God I hope this keeps me awake until I can get home and fall into my bed.
More later. - MEL
And, dear readers, let me tell you: my coffee is truly cringe-worthy.
Every sip makes me wince.
It's like a tiny little caffeinated stroke in every drop.
God I hope this keeps me awake until I can get home and fall into my bed.
More later. - MEL
