There is no coffee? There’s no coffee?!?

OMGTHERE’SNOCOFFEE!!!!

Shit.

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daniel · late morning · 1 comment · ping it

It totally feels like a Sunday morning. My body apparently has no idea I am about to drag it up to the shower in like 10 minutes. Poor thing.

But I do totally feel relaxed this morning. Richard has the cats out back with him while he enjoys his coffee in the sun. I had enough time to eat breakfast. Not a big breakfast, but toast is a luxury for a gay on the go. (Yes that means I skipped the gym again today. Shush up about it. I have committed to using the stairs at work and I have to change floors at least twice every ten minutes on the weekend. I am feelin it yo.)

Oh. And somebody brought home milk last night! So I have normal coffee today. *grin*

Anyway. I hope the weekend off people are having a swell time!

tagged: richard cats coffee breakfast milk sunday

daniel · mid-morning · 4 comments · ping it

..For cereal.” He said, as he poured every last drop into his bowl knowing I cannot drink coffee without it. Cattiness ensued, but it still doesn’t change the fact that if I want my morning energy ‘boost’ I have to drink the strong bitter sludge we lovingly call ‘coffee’ without any milk. This day is probably going to suck. These types of things are foreboding, right?

I feel totally disconnected today too. The closing weekend can do that. I wake up, go to the gym, dress, go to work, come home, sleep, and repeat. For 4 days. 5 this week, since I needed to get out of my usual Thursday close. I have not seen any TV. I have not read any news (like I do that so much). Bah. Disconnected. I took today off from the gym too. So now I feel guilt about that. But to be fair, on my closing weekend I like to take Saturday morning to get the housework done. Waiting a week on that with 2 cats is, well, gross.

Gawd this coffee tastes like hell.

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daniel · late morning · 4 comments · ping it

I am not sure how other people figure this out, but at our house there are some clear rules. More so in the morning. The first one up makes coffee and medicines/feeds the cats. The last one out of bed makes the bed. Makes sense, right? So when I got up this morning, it was totally within reason to expect there to be coffee, even if Richard had gotten up earlier and had already left the house. Totally within reason! But no. I awoke to nothing. He got up, took care of the cats, ate something, left me the plate to clean, showered, dressed, (all without coffee!?) and left. Knowing how he is about his morning coffee, I have decided that he was just being evil. Being late, as the excuse, will not be accepted. If he ATE, he had time to brew coffee.

So there I was, all bleary eyed, heading down to the kitchen to nothing. No coffee, just a plate. A dirty plate. What a suck-y way to start my off day. I work for the next 6 days straight, so Tuesdays are supposed to be nice and relaxing… *sigh*

tagged: richard morning cats coffee late bed house rules

daniel · mid-morning · 1 comment · ping it

I was almost out the door when I realized I had only had one cup of coffee. Now that just doesn’t seem like a good way to start the day, does it? A post-holiday Monday merits at least two cups, if not 3 or four…

Heh. So now I have poured a cup and sat back down..

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daniel · early morning · 1 comment · ping it

Well, it’s finally here. Inventory. For the next two days I work from 5 AM till whenever. Joy! So here it is, 3:30 in the morning (I should actually be in the shower already) and I am up, drinking coffee, and holding a cat in my lap. Insane! I even got 4 whole hours of sleep, before I woke up 2 minutes before the alarm would’ve gone off. That is actually a good thing since I never actually turned the alarm on. Oopsie! Don’t you hate when you forget to do that?

Ah well, off I go..

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daniel · terribly early · 6 comments · ping it

I woke up with one chore to do today. Clean the fish tank filter. I was up nice and early. As I was checking my email and sipping a nice cup of coffee I heard it.

Beep. Beep. Beep beep!

It was that damn washer again. It does this every now and again. I don’t know why. It was brilliantly designed by those Kenmore folk with no display. Anyway, the last time it did this beeping non-stop (usually it stops on it’s own) I had found a magical button combo to reset it. Did I write it down? Erm.. No. Of course not. So I lost like 30 minutes looking for it on the Google. Then I went down to try and ‘figure it out’. No luck. It was getting late so I went to my chore of the filter.

Beep. Beep. Beep beepbeep.

The filter thing went fast, although with all the beeping I was a bit annoyed. I put it back together and went to re-attach it to the tank. It filled with water, but wouldn’t prime and start. I pumped the little starter to get suction. Nothing. I pumped more.

Beep. Beep. Beeeeep.

After some time I gave up and tried to detach a hose to use my mouth to start it. The hose apparently had filled with water even though it wouldn’t prime. This water sprayed everywhere, drenching me and the immediate area of floor and inside the cabinet that houses the filter.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

So I unplug it altogether and take it back to the sink to drain it and try to start the process all over. Water of course drips along the way. I head bak to the tank, re-attach and try again. I pump the thing. Water leaks out from somewhere. The washer beeps. Finally it starts.

Beeeeep.

So I have cleaned up. I am running totally late (even later after blogging it). The washer is still beeping.

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daniel · lunch time · 3 comments · ping it

Sometimes I can see the benefits of being the first one up. For instance, the coffee is still hot. That’s nice. I like not having to heat up each cup. Also there is no one to yell at me if I turn on the heater. I don’t care how much the bill will be, it’s too cold for my delicate skin in here! So as I sit here, enjoying my hot coffee and my heat all I can think about is that I wish I were still in bed.

I guess sometimes even life’s little pleasures aren’t enough.

tagged: coffee heat too early random thoughts

daniel · early morning · 2 comments · ping it

Coffee, support staff, and a lot of trial and error, but we are tagging the new and improved way. I think. This post is just a test..

What? I can test here! Sheesh!

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daniel · early afternoon · 2 comments · ping it

Earlier today someone wished me a ‘hateful day’. I don’t want to name names *cough*Richard*cough*, they know who they are. Well, my day was just fine. Up until the end actually. Ya finally got your wish you dirty whore! Heh! On my drive back to the valley I was victim of every near miss accident possible. I was cut off, other cars entered my lane, all that crazy annoying shit. But I was determined to have a good night. Even though I am on my own. There were plans, you see. We were invited, but the way it was mentioned to me… or I ought to say, the way I interpreted it was that Richard thought I wouldn’t want to go so he had said we probably wouldn’t go. It didn’t even seem like a question. When I talked to him this afternoon it was more like he thought I wasn’t too keen on it, but he planned to go anyway. So I figured I would just go along with that. By that time I was still at work, and his ride was already on the way, and things were in motion based on next to no discussion. I was kinda annoyed. Had I known he really wanted to go last night when he mentioned it, I would have. Whatever. I am tired and in no real mood to be social now.

Oh, so I was saying, being that I was on my own I needed a plan for dinner. After much distracted thought on my drive towards home (people kept cutting me off) I decided on Quizno’s. While I was in the area I thought I’d get a coffee at the Starbucks next door. After all, I was determined to have a good night! So I got in line. There was a man in a wheelchair ahead of me. I tried to be courteous and give him room to turn around and such, as one does. He ordered and then drove over to wait for his drink. It wasn’t till after I placed my order that I noticed he had parked himself directly under the pick-up counter. Okay. But it was clearly training night. The drinks were really backed up. So I watched as 5 people had to maneuver around and reach over this guy parked right in the way.

Finally when his drink was done (and this is the screwed up part) the really slow trainee barista takes the drink all the way out and around the counter, walks it over to the guy and hands it to him. Now I am sure it is a policy or something to help the disabled. Nice in theory. But the man was right in front of the pick-up counter. Totally within reach! WTH? So while he’s doing the chair service, the other gal had hopped over from the register and knocked out my drink in 2.5 seconds. I walked over to get it. As I turned to leave the man in the chair wheeled in front of me to the door and stopped. I waited. I was always taught not to assume one needs help. He may very well have been able to open the door, it’s not for me to assume he cannot because he is in a chair. It was a nice small electric job too… After a suitable yet small pause I walked around him (he was right in the way again) and opened the door with a smile. He didn’t even turn towards me, let alone a thanks or fuck you, and zipped out. So I am confused. I went home and tried to look up the etiquette of the situation. There are even training videos for sale! From what I read for free I was mostly correct. Don’t assume is right, but apparently I should have asked. Okay, my bad. Lesson learned. But in the mean time shouldn’t he have acknowledged me? The whole time he seemed kinda like an a-hole. He had to know he parked exactly in the way each time he did so. It’s Starbucks. Space is limited, but well thought out. And I may not have been behind him at the exit. What if I had turned to grab a straw? Would he have acted the same? Just waiting there staring ahead till someone else was leaving?

On the way home I was cut off again as some jack-hole turned into MY left hand turn lane when the light turned green. Gah!

I think I am just gonna chalk it all up to more ‘hateful day’.

 

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daniel · evening · say it · ping it