Tuesday, June 9, 2009

not in a week...

I haven't been able to finish a cup of coffee in a whole week, and it is becoming unnerving. I used to chug it down and be ready for the second cup within 15-20 minutes. Now, I'm like a little old lady who is scared to let it touch her lips for fear that it might jump out and scare the living poo out of her. You know the face; the squinty eyes, the tight lipped mouth, just waiting for it to reach out and rip my lips off. What is this morning ritual coming to???

In a couple weeks, I will turn the big 2-4. Useless age. The only thing you get with 24 is slightly more clout. I am getting old, as evidenced by the coffee experience. I get to say that in one year, I can rent a car. That's pretty much it.

Hopefully, I can finish a cup of coffee when I get older.

1 comment:

  1. hey now 24 was good to me, don't you go kicking her down :) 25 is better though. I feel like I'm so far removed from the 21 years old somehow. Oh and I can rent a car. Boo yah I've arrived.
    And that's hilarious about the cup of coffee. Although I'm finding the same thing about myself and was thinking perhaps my body is finally rejecting this product because its consumed soooooo much in a few short years. I sure hope not. Coffee is my life blood. The switch turning me on the morning....what happended to the old days at the coffee shop where we downed 6 shots of espresso each? *sigh*

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