Notes from the Dark Side of the Force

Sometime way back in college Angela made me drink coffee. I believe it was a white chocolate mocha, and I think I grimaced through the whole thing. Eventually I came to enjoy it.

Then later Mary, Lisa, and Rosa transitioned me to a breve of some kind that I eventually dropped in favor of the vanilla latte. Earlier this summer that became the non-fat vanilla latte.

Today, I ask for drip with room. I've hooked up my little 4-cup coffee maker in my place. I've even drunk coffee sold at Dunkin Donuts.

Within a few short months, I fear, I'll be drinking it black. Shortly after that I'll have to get a new coffee machine so that it starts making coffee before I get up. At some point I'll likely start mixing Folgers crystal in with my yogurt or my oatmeal.

Maybe I'll have to look into getting a patch.