Waiting for the coffee to brew is the longest part of the day.

I'm headed next door to get a couple of Starbucks bottled fraps because I need the motherfucking caffeine.

Ryan woke up at 7:57 this morning when he has work at 8:00 and so thus I was woken up to his scrambling around and cursing at everything that got in his way and I am now awake, skipping coffee, and being calm.

Ryan brought home a Christmas coffee that someone gave him (in JUNE) from work and it's actually really good and has this really sweet Christmas spices like ginger and cinnamon and nutmeg all blended together flavor and I love it.

I only *look* awake.

I did get a coffee beforehand (an iced vanilla latte with whole milk and an extra shot of vanilla) and they accidently made me one with 2% instead so I got 2! coffees.

IRISH BREAKFAST TEA IN THE AFTERNOON IS THE MOTHERFUCKING BEST.

I should go out at the half to get a big ass bottled Starbucks frap.

I have therapied and gotten my second thing of coffee today so I am ready to be productive.

I have coffee and all is well.