So, anyway ( Read more... )

Seizure happened in the kitchen. Jupiter meowed and rubbed against me while I crouched. Adam came in and gently lay me on the floor. My eyes were open and blank. Adam touched my face and reached for my mind, and I spasmed and gasped and blinked. I asked why I was on the floor. Adam helped me up and stood me against the large freezer. My memory is ( Read more... )

I just realized that I haven't posted in a while, not here. Busy, I guess, reading all those books I haven't read. Damn Kindle devices and all that. Over the weekend, my college best friends came for a visit, the first time since 2001, and it was fantastic. In DC, at the the Smithsonian Museum of American History, I got a wheelchair from security, ( Read more... )

How it all began ( Read more... )

So. Homemade smoothie with frozen acai berry pulp, vanilla coconut milk, organic chocolate syrup, full leaf seabuckthorn green tea, cocoa powder, honey powder, and cinnamon - now with the addition of coffee and cream. I am awesome ( Read more... )

Every time I think "I can't do this anymore, it hurts too much" something inside me pushes me up and helps me limp, stagger, stumble, spasm, shake and scream my way through. Thanks, universe. Or higher self. Or Brigid or Isis. Probably higher self. Also, it still hurts too much. But I got through. *weak fist pump ( Read more... )

Note to self: I actually do like dark roasted coffee.

A couple of weeks ago while in DC, I had stopped into a Caribou Coffee place because I had a coupon that would let me buy a bag of freshly ground coffee beans for a couple dollars off. (I love Caribou Coffee, almost as much as Mayorga Coffee.) The coffee I chose was Obsidian, which boasted ( Read more... )

Oh, wow ( Read more... )

I brewed half a pot of coffee using four tablespoons from a sample bag of 7-11 Fusion Energy Coffee. I remember when Adam bought it to see if Billy might like it, since Billy loves 7-11 coffee, and is so tolerant to caffeine that he can drink several pots of coffee without feeling a buzz. The little packet was still sitting unopened, so what the ( Read more... )

My new favorite coffee beverage: A vanilla mocha latte. I get raised eyebrows from baristas occasionally (take that, weird Starbucks drink names). But they seem to know exactly what I mean. A latte, with both vanilla and chocolate.
(Although, apparently, mocha has nothing to do with chocolate. But if I ask for a chocolate vanilla latte, I get even ( Read more... )