It's a madhouse in here. And not in a good way. I'm not going to describe it because I'd like to pretend I'm not a part of this, and being able to tell you all about the co-tenants would be a bad sign
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It has just occurred to me that I have a small coffee plunger at home! That's what I need.
Then I won't need visitors ever again!
My roommate and I have actually been watching today's events unfold as if it were a TV comedy/drama. It all happens a bit further down the corridor, so we feel a bit more like spectators. This is good, although it's tinged with a weird sense of guilt.
Yay-de-Yay!!! Can you get Laurie to pick up some extra-nice coffee for you? Hazelnut flavoured or something? Or you'll just to happy to have some decent coffee to hand?
I'd be holding the staff to gun point (er, cane point) to bring me proper coffee from the cafeteria by now! (I'm a coffee fiend). But since they can't do the 'staff of life', I don't imagine they've heard of Vittoria within the confines of the hospital.
The cafe in the front foyer of the main building does perfectly good coffee, but it's too far away. So I went into the nearby volunteer kiosk yesterday and asked for a short black. They said it was a long time since they'd been asked for one of those, and found gthe special short black cup just for me.
It wasn't very good and probably worth a blog entry of it's own and is probably why I could only eat ddry biscuits for 24 hours. But they also have a bric-a-brac table going, so I did get a makeup bag from c.1969
oooooo..it must have been lovely to browse the bric-a-brac and find something! :-)
Yeah - hospital cafeteria coffee is much better, but like you said - it's a matter of getting hold of a cup of it. That must of been one hell of a cuppa -= take it really upset your tum.
If you could escape, the conflict would make really entertaining drama, but as you're stuck there - not so much.
I wish we were nearer. I'd brew a big pot of coffee, pot it in a thermos and bring it to you.
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Then I won't need visitors ever again!
My roommate and I have actually been watching today's events unfold as if it were a TV comedy/drama. It all happens a bit further down the corridor, so we feel a bit more like spectators. This is good, although it's tinged with a weird sense of guilt.
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I'd be holding the staff to gun point (er, cane point) to bring me proper coffee from the cafeteria by now! (I'm a coffee fiend). But since they can't do the 'staff of life', I don't imagine they've heard of Vittoria within the confines of the hospital.
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It wasn't very good and probably worth a blog entry of it's own and is probably why I could only eat ddry biscuits for 24 hours. But they also have a bric-a-brac table going, so I did get a makeup bag from c.1969
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Yeah - hospital cafeteria coffee is much better, but like you said - it's a matter of getting hold of a cup of it. That must of been one hell of a cuppa -= take it really upset your tum.
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