It’s a nice, sunny November day today, but the air is cold. Very, very, extremely, awfully cold. I’m one of those people who are always cold, no matter the weather, and I don’t like it. Because of this, I do whatever it takes to keep warm. I wear an incredible amount of layers at all times, I eat oatmeal and soup a lot, I drink hot liquids, I wear extra socks, sit on my hands to keep them warm….you get it. My workplace is freezing cold, and I complain whenever possible, but since the boss isn’t here today, my only choice was tea. So I go in the little kitchenette to make my tea, all happy and feeling good, grab the milk from the tiny fridge – it’s frozen solid. A frozen milk brick. So I laugh, although devastated as I tell my colleague, who so wisely defrosted the thing yesterday and then cranked it back up. Genius, buddy. So he hands me one of those little creamer cups, so I thought Gross, but I’ll try it. The stuff came out in clumps! Yum.
So, I’m pretty p.o’d at this point. I was going to make a green tea, but didn’t want to eff that up, too. Instead, I grabbed a little milk box thingy. Its organic fortified Soy beverage; it tastes yucky and it’s filled with sugar. It also comes with a strange little straw. So, needless to say I am going downtown for coffee!
Is it Friday yet?
~kayla hannah~ 