I’m hitting the sweet spot.
Not to burst anyone’s bubble but 100% of people are likely to die. Maybe you’re less likely to die today? Or less likely to die under 70? Or less likely to die from falling asleep while driving because you are so awake with all the coffee you’ve been drinking.
You’re wrong. Coffee is immortality. It’s science.
When I get sick
I have this dumbass methodology which includes giving up my vices. So I am now on day 5 without caffeine. Well without coffee, I honestly can’t remember if I’ve had iced tea, but all the hot tea I’m making has been caffeine free. (Shout out to my TB for the awesome tea) I just have this cough that will not go away and my nose is making rattling noises. (I just thought about it, BC Powder has caffeine in it, so I’ve had caffeine, but no coffee) And I want coffee, and to a lesser degree, I want beer.
blergh
I think what I am trying to say is that I am currently in the part of the allergy medicine commercial before they peel off the layer of muck and haze.
Additionally, I’d like to kill all the trees, or maybe just kick their knees until they say they are sorry for having pollen.
Your veal cutlet gets up off the plate, It walks down to end of the counter and beat the shit out of my cup of coffee. I guess the coffee just wasn’t strong enough to defend itself.
7:50am (by { Sweet life })
Truth.
untitled by Daniel Gebhart de Koekkoek on Flickr.
Delicious coffee, let me count the ways I love you…
(Photography by J. Wyant)
If there are no objections, I’m going to do a coffee spam. I don’t drink coffee when I am on cold meds, bc it makes me way too jittery, so I am trying to fill the hole in my life with pictures of coffee.
(Source: iwishiwereaghost)
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Punny Coffee Shop of the Day: Dear Starbucks: If this place goes out of business because you moved in next door I will never forgive you.
[anthonywarnick / eyeteeth.]
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I want to go to therePunny Coffee Shop of the Day: Dear Starbucks: If this place goes out of business because you moved in next door I will never forgive you.
[anthonywarnick / eyeteeth.]
(Source: chartreusing)
People In San Francisco
There is a slow pounding beat in your hangover, a beat that you can feel like the beat of a song, perhaps the song with the Donna Summer sample that you remember dancing to last night. Your body is the speaker for the song and someone has turned the volume up into the red and you can feel, for sure, that the bass line is going to crack the fragile speaker that is your body. But you cannot turn down the volume on your hangover. These people are yelling over the hangover song and you’re sitting here helpless and watching yourself suffer. The coffee has not helped. You feel terribly bad for you.
More scientific evidence for your MOAR COFFEE pleas.
After all it IS Monday….found at Tom Oatmeal.
I knew my adenosine receptor was an asshole!
(via partyfoul)
