My clients are late, their phone is disconnected and I’m in markham. I do not have access to the usual “eval writing distractions” that are necessay to blowing off steam (Twitter, gtalk, music).

Oh well. I still have my coffee.

Forget Redbull or Monster. My personal motivation drink is Coffee. Keep your soda’s and softdrinks. Forget your teas and herbal infusions. Give me coffee.

There is a problem with this particular vice: My office mates like different kinds of coffee. Most prefer weaker brands. I prefer a strong cup of coffee. We also have a problem with our water in this building–it tastes bad. Even our coffee has a metallic taste.

Our solution is to get a water filter and a bigger fridge. Till then, I am going to be stuck with substandard motivation.

A Haiku

I love my coffee.
Bitter, dark and strong. A rush
of life to my heart.

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We‘re going to brunch with VON shortly. I’ll keep drinking coffee then.

Serious posts ETA: 26 hours.