(Yes I am starting mid thought, how rare.)

It's not that I don't like Ethiopian Yirgacheffe coffee anylonger, I just needed a change.

My cup has been brimming with mexican altura this last week. A cup I find only note worthy for it's exceptional smoothness, and a deep chocolatey undertone.

YUM.

But it's not a love affair and I'll try a different single origin bean this weekend on my trip to central market for coffee ONLY. (Budgetary constraints)

Since I bought the car I've been eating for like 30 bucks a week, and eating well mind you. It's just as well really that I now have to cruise on past the wild mushroom isle, and the temple of cheese has not seen my homage in some time. High priestess Virginia is probably going to toss me out of the protective arms of the cult of stilton for lack of suplication, but my new deal with myself is that I can NOT buy cheese unless it's a ingriedient in something I'm making. It's fairly sound economic policy I'm thinking.

Just looked up at the clock.

I really should be showered and about to be out the door.

I'm still in my square cut boxer briefs, and lollygagging around my 2 1/2 cups of coffee.

I don't know how I make it to work on days like this.

I really don't.

But I do.

OH yeah.

I've been asked to present at the National Magnet Schools of America conferance in Long Beach in the spring. I'm rather excited, AND it's another opportunity to bedazle the publishing company of my dreams.

People at work are all in a tissy over something or another, but i've closed the door of my room and REFUSED to join the tissy. GOOD fucking gosh, people complain a lot. I keep wanting to tell them to suck it up and deal. That being said, moral is very low. I'm not really sure what is needed to help elleviate that. I feel like things are about to go "CABOOM!"

Lovelife.

Sam told me he loved me on Monday. :)

This has made me exceedingly happy. He's been showing me that he loves me, for a while, but it's nice to be able to hear that lovely 4 letter combination of consonants and vowels to describe the emotions we have for each other.

I want to go on and on.

but I've pushed things back to the last possible minute.

Love to you.